The Flute

Fill every hole with finger nail clippings

They read shredded journal pages of a man nobody ever knew Quest for the forgotten apple

Trains sliding over trackless terrain

Draped in yellow apparel

Sea Gull drops the shell from sky

Sunbeam burn the preying mantis

On the curve of the back of a raped prostitute Sprinklers dousing newspaper headlines

Eyes blind in the headlights of a scarecrow Bizarre Mexican incense burns in the birdcage Tornadoes bring the tide in

The hare slips on ice

On one of Saturn’s frozen satellites

Sugar bowls laced with glace shards

Tropical fish drowning in Jacuzzis

Nine-year old freedom fighters strapped with Uzis Let go of the door handle

Candle extinguishes in a vacuum

Blood stained lampshade in the alcove

Last nights road-kill today’s feast for maggots Singing Christmas carols on a brisk night

—Marc

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