Brown Avenue Dawn
A gas heater, cigarette
To warm and fuel,
And coffee that serves both purposes;
Redundancy in comfort items, as
Outside they are tearing up the sidewalks;
Bulldozers and barking dogs
And my only concern
Is that they will wake her up
From curled limbo.
Sunshine parallelograms
Through windows at angles
That the animals bask in, following
The morning’s move across the floor,
While hers drifts and mine digests
And all is a syrup bloodstream,
An almost visible tributary
Into a saccharine gulf of day.














Comments
There are two places in particular that pull, the title which makes me wonder the why of its sequence and what can be done with it in resequencing. And the two end lines, for some reason visible tributary doesn't come out nicely for me. Maybe it could be turned into "A most visual tributary" The last line to me is a matter of choices as to which word should close, the day or the saccharine in the sense of what should be the lasting impression.
Other than that I like the very calm, almost silent tone despite the suggested sounds and the delicate points of balance that come up.
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I'm jus' here and now
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Suture Editor
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I wish I understood what the fuck I'm saying.
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love so deep, kills you in your sleep
but yeh, this is pretty good.
Bravo!
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June 22
Good job though, good job...
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