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Effluvia

   




I’m doing angel spunk in the crematorium
Meat-blasting entene twixt revanchist chums
holy anaphora aphro-
disia’s company sluttingly distaste
anagrammatic hammer
heads I saw dreams of sharks
dead with brains filled
w/ trash
the paperbag’s handle elaborately wrapped
in leek fronds non-dissolved but half
emoticons punctuate my soul’s today
the rest tastes heavily blooded
swollen iron-rich screature
tooth lymph discharged lymphatic
recoupling I supply so we sip liquid supper
ground peas, whirled skeaze
her black skirt lifted once in Venice
to reveal
unions
cordyceps refresh intention
to climb and die with a fungal spike
cucked up from an ant's forehead,
formically repellent to spare
Christs rotting in the dankness
of unremembered caves preaching
purity of waters before liberation
needling two coupes fresh from
fruitbasket entendre in Kronstadt
Morelike sailors lazing seaside
on the parquet submarine,
I mean submarine






J. Arthur Boyle is pleasant, co-editor of The Amenia Free Review, and adjunct at CUNY. Various works are in or coming from Action, Spectacle, The Chicago Review, COMA, Fence, Verso, and other lovely magazines….Please see jarthurboyle.com.