Oasis

The desert is an ocean’s carcass
evaporated into a un-urnable pile.
And the sun bears down on it like a
traffic accident slowing the whole thing unnecessarily.
Its hot like the constant breath of
the creepy man who stands too close,
and my heat hate hasn’t skewed that view.
In all this an oasis stands out
so out of place, a hot intelligent [...]

Posted at UTC:23 pm on September 12, 2008 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Art, Will C Mars, poetry 2.0 | read on

Bananafish : Banana :: I :

[Read " Bananafish is to banana as I am to ]
Everything
I didn’t know
I swallowed
hook, line, sinker,
fishing rod, fishing man,
boat, ocean, continents,
the world,
our galaxy,
the universe.
I washed it down with a Jesus Malbec
and ate the rest of God for dessert.
Their personification doesn’t mean
there’s not indigestion issues
God is omni-sweet,
and omni-flavors must be savored
They went down much easier than [...]

Posted at UTC:47 pm on August 23, 2008 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Uncategorized | read on

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