Three Short Sketches
Landed
fish
left flopping
for breath
wet-muscular pikes
anguish-arches and
strains under pa-
pa-pa-nic
of - - -
not - - -
e - - -
nough
air.
Be - _ - still - _ - heart......................
II
Pinched curtains sutured
but red light still seeps through
gore-steeped-gauze.
The flowering gum
in anemone near-full bloom
is a bloody moon.
An angry mob tune
telemarketing concern
buzzes officious.
III
That hive in my belly swarming, seething,
frenziedly forming, cloud - storming, stinging.
I have eaten and I wish I had not,
vomit being choked off by Pain's garrotte.
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