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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