ocean ellipsis mouth
we catch ourselves
a grumble in the time gap
maw's energetic swallow
her beast, her quickening
where were all the murderous
bowlegged dangers i avoided
rollerskating down Mermaid Avenue
back when tides washed the back legs of youth's agency
there in the subatomic catacomb
an organism of prisms
sold in the back junk shops
i washed my poverty in anonymous
erotic paperbacks i washed
my ideas about poverty through
the camera's ground glass
the smiling was a circle
i swung to - the sun
beat the boardwalk and its
nostalgic catastrophe of magics
a map of gaslight gutter
rainbows i followed to the sea
gutter maps by Melissa Eleftherion|Sandalwood & Vanilla Poetry Reed Diffuser
$20.00Price
