Treasure Island

John Courtney

(05-22-1982 / Philadelphia)

Benefits Of A Second Moon

razor riding moon
lax the color
of flight, bird
flying prison is
barely a skill,
teeth to the hamper
and dry paws for
snowballs, canning
your voice jerked
from weeds, producing,
always producing the
dandelion's wish of
adolescent stamina
in the dryer, wasted
time, in the dryer,
what's another word
for drunk, are
the guns dry yet,
members of god waiting
and waiting for the branch
to catch goodbye, weighting
to collapse onto shadow,
outdoor drama when
man must always
cheat, when the sun
bakes a new king
for Carsick John,
that's where the crossword
is solved by smoke,
that where the saga
drives through the hole
in the wall, that's
where the legend speeds
the puzzle, dead ending
flatland sings fresh flesh
to the storm-drain,
I stir clouds
with my straw, I
suck, you think,
I win.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 07, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, May 08, 2013
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