Justin Houseman Poems

Neurons flicker like fireflies for
the lithium lickers downstairs, but
I don't know if that's quite right.
Gold dust liquor triggers
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In the wind Cupid's engraving
sections off the heart in advance
with a lead-pipe arrow, but in
the center a chink blocks their
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My chameleon soul andchammomile brain
tease out the bile, and the camel's back
tries to correct the callous posture
I've come to know, to loathe, to pity.
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his lungs fly into the forest of frost,
into that empty air on wings.
no dust, no pollen, just cold air.
it's not the wind that cuts into him
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An eskimo kiss
Means a lot more
Than a night together
On my stranger’s couch.
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Draw a few straight lines
Connecting them around
The bends that they should
Make. Do you have an ant?
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Amazing, how ants know
Exactly where to bite,
Inflicting enough pain
To make me forget.
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That person loves me, loves me not,
Loves me, loves me not. I drop the
Petals one by one like crayons.
I am the crayon and the crayon drawing,
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The evanescent bird pecks at my eyes,
Spinning and spinning till I follow,
As a gauche boy, just a boy once
Wanting toys. I may just be a boy,
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I wasn’t whacked
With the lucky stick.
I do not have
A silver tongue.
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