robert dickerson

Epode #6 - Poem by robert dickerson

Bird half flying, half falling to ground
tell Nico this:

Charity is simply not an option.
A jungle, too, has laws.

Your story is yellow furze. It
will play well.

Your griefs are hurled pearls-
they have luster. For you

pink ships churn a plaid wake. For
you a black rudder scores

an ocher fjord, For you,
dirndls. Hundreds of them

and in the drawer, clocks,
not pizzas.

Bolt the doors. Turn the key:
In the mirror a future

meet to any change recked.
Nothing is any different than you fear.

are spacious. Romantic. A

glimpsed noggin in a sea of venery.
Only for

will I teach you my language.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 10, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, December 10, 2010

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