Russell Keenan

Rookie (02/11/1979 / Aden, Yemen)

Surrealism And The Race To 'Ism'

Poem by Russell Keenan

Chops on blocks

Moving the stars to a vaster, makeshift
reality

jumping
the sunlight was paving the plasticity
douvey, ottoman, attache
the red sea is waving the masectomy around

epi-center prevalence bounces underneath
bleeting, snap my weight with BIG words

diptheria, urinal, socks for the hands
unkempt, dill pickle, trouble with my glands

speech
impediment
the 1's
are
tak-
ing
you
d
o
wn

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Comments about Surrealism And The Race To 'Ism' by Russell Keenan

  • Allan James Saywell (6/10/2005 6:30:00 PM)

    is this poem a figment of your imagination or a object of little desire do you even
    care, is it real

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 10, 2005