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mostpoems are diary entries
dressed in poetry's clothing
mostpoems are ironic
vignettes of deadspeak
mostpoems are bukowski
in drag, whitman devoid of wisdom
mostpoems involve zinnias
boxwood ambergris susurrus
they are feet too tired to dance
the absence of blood
in the fingertips
mostpoems subsist
on air alone
a dead leaf smoldering
in a naked forest provides more warmth
than mostpoems
and mostpoets
most certainly
will never find themselves
in coffeeshops
what in the hell am i doing
sitting on a sofa in a stranger's
apartment at two in the morning?
no ride, some guy with eyes
blacker than ant's blood
is baking oatmeal cookies
in the kitchen. on the loveseat
occurs
a stringyhaired blond
who's nibbling on the ear
of the biker beside
her. he's wearing this microscopic
do-rag and an ill-fitting
wifebeater, and keeps giving me
redhot glares
as I fumble with the four remotes.
my clumsy fingers
can't get the goddamn
infomercial off;
I want some
GODDAMN music!
where is the fucking SONG in this BLOODLESS
mortuary? never mind... song doesn't
exist here. the remotes
are degenerate, the nibbling
persists
in all of its hideousness
and no one's
saying anything
but the salesman on TV,
who's showing the world to us
through the eyes of a bug,
tar and grime
remover.
The journey always ends
here, where they found him
— a giant of a man, washed
ashore behind the Delano
Hotel, Miami Beach. Pieces
of sand and broken shell
in his hair, a clump of
seaweed sitting on his left
shoulder. It makes no difference
that there was a desperate
struggle on a pleasurecraft,
a loaded gun, a murderer
without any remorse. It makes
no difference if the shreds
of some Shakespearean
tragedy still linger in the
air. The journey always ends
here, and it's the same for
all of us — the final resting place
for your immortality —
facedown on the beach.
M.P. Powers is currently seeking employment as a televangelist and/or Mona Vie salesman. His poetry is published or forthcoming in Rosebud, The Chiron Review, The New York Quarterly, Slipstream, Main Street Rag and others. More info here: www.NYQPoets.net/poet/mppowers.