Ryan Frazier Poems
|1.||Short Flesh Archaeology||5/13/2005|
|2.||Revelations On Cape Cod, Mid 90's||6/1/2005|
|3.||Others Cradling Yacub's Creation||6/1/2005|
|4.||Carve Lungs Out Of Cedar||5/15/2005|
|5.||The White Noise Of Prison Bars||5/13/2005|
|6.||Dissection In 10 Steps||5/15/2005|
|7.||A Whimper And The Dust||5/13/2005|
|8.||Contrary To Minor Praise||5/15/2005|
|9.||Locket, Empty Of Hair||5/13/2005|
|10.||Asleep Under The Cameras||5/13/2005|
Comments about Ryan Frazier
Carve Lungs Out Of Cedar
Five foot nothing make-up mosaic did somehow
ingest the frailty of facial ticks spilling in line
down each of the 8 stairs, where an argument broke out
amongst love's rubble heap as detox pushed itself
back into the elevator & bid all of us a horrible night.
To believe in something more gorgeous than her
would make him a thought architect worthy of firing squad.
& she would possibly wait for a five foot something
as he forced the last of the unholy mess into place
onto the mosaic that would solve her distance.