zafusy

contemporary poetry journal

 

from MARLON BRANDO


had cut this of the subtlety and gridlock



leery bolt
but Paula be
not only



a tremen
in the morning

on the ground
by a blow

crushed the trailer



each flash
shortened
my direction
inside / to avoid
the sound simultaneous



lightning

me with it

explosion

a huge, charred torch



made him
guised as a woman
sharpening
it, it
with one prong



wonderful weapon
wrench: when
on a cutting, kept
weapon
I was



He was
a diplomat
sailing between
an impoverished
room



the shop

his suit

her sight

her love

The moment is magical, unconscious



perhaps
I don't think
he made everybody else look
Lilliputian
just like the rest
was olive-skinned



opened it and broke
still taste that first
his nose with one

punch, knocked
on the door, apologia



"Italia
"What do charms like
"Nothing



shorts
say something
over and over

stool. I strapped it to my rear
scene
and pretended to be
the symbol of everything evil



who worked
the world's problems
were helpful to
the lines
Manifesto,
of tricks



superstitions knew no bounds

had to run around the table

eyes breaking a mirror

was the supreme insult

was concerned, the episode

had been in their milk



mixing it up
from punching
     the heat
like flies and left
stinging
my contract
apology



love
a distinguished
endogamy,
or caste
endorsed
-ing, I thought



People
in a previous life
claim to be descendants of the holiest

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Phil Cordelli and Brandon Shimoda