Marshall E Gass Poems

sushi?
no
combination fried rice?
no
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hidden in the eyelashes
silk and silicone implants
weeds grew in abundance
weedkiller did not work
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nestled in the fist of fury
followers following followers
machine numbers generated
to the size of egos
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life on a desktop
wound in cables
chased by errant mice
unreasoning keyboards
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Going astray was easy in those heady days
rocked by Woodstock and groupies
lazing in the limelight of nothingness
I felt liberated from cagey traditions
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22%. take it or leave it
wanna car?
payback is on the 10th of every month
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Around the pool of chandelier light the movers and shakers gathered
in tight knots, unwilling to untangle from the policy books
intent on pushing fences further out into the Caspian Sea
across the Black Sea and encircling the whole Artic Circle
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The silence was sinister, as if, sound had lost its vocal chords,
the days arrived and sunsets painted the sky in crimson
and gold leaf ensembles of artists dreams.
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My time in the shadows has darkened me to pale yellow
words that sing in the jazz moment of knowing
how the rhythm undresses the silky smooth curves
of the rhymes that bloom and blitz in the moment
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Banked up against a terraced mountainside
photogenic pristine rows
of blasting green
rows of manicured waterways
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