Poem 14 on day 14 — Fragment 1

Here is another!  I wasn’t feeling particularly inspired today but a fragment emerged.  I’ve been sick all day still with that lingering cold.  So, I squeezed this out. 

 

Fragment   1 –             Max Wolf Valerio

 

pears  — 

black nights

ice and whiskey

 

tornadoes tilt

as the jukebox plays

 

random explosions –

 

a machine with claws and hammers slowly walks

across the sand textured floor 

 

 

by Max Wolf Valerio  (C)  April 14, 2012

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