i don't care if it doesn't makes sense

i'm sick of soft images

 




shards

 

^

semi hauling re-bar reinforced concrete beams

down interstate five, los angles bound

 

ten pounds of galvanized decking nails

compressor driven nailer at the vineyard

 

six ngk iridium-tipped spark plugs

lined up on the fender of colin's pick-up

metric-set, ratchet, wrenches 

coffee in a stanley thermos

 

duke ellington's brass section

playing sevenths, elevenths, thirteenths 

 

hemostats, sutures, luer-lock needles, splints

in a stainless steel and polished lineoleum e.r., waiting

 

colin wiping blood on his jeans

from his skinned knuckle

not even a fuck

he's steady, i'm learning

 

^

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2016-01-20 at 23:26

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I still like the soft images though. I won't deny it.
2016-01-21



The glorious potency of industrial materials. Makes me wish I could wear coveralls and drive a skid loader and move mountains of dirt. Or be an electrician, with power over power. Or lay shingles and drink cheap beer with "guys" who bleed and don't care. Pansy useless liberal arts degree.
2016-01-21


Nancy Sikora
In the event of a bomb explosion, all of hat metal could do a lot of damage.

In this, Colin reminds me of a cowboy I once read about.
2016-01-21


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Heavy metal, a fun departure.
2016-01-21



O, its making sense alright.
2016-01-20