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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