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neth jones
Poems
Sep 2019
Perishable
Uncovered a corpse
a human one (not sleeping)
: to be an odd day
By a woodland stream
did not **** it with a stick
pushed plants in the mouth
Lay down next to it
we are roughly the same height
look at the blue sky
Tugged at the trousers
biologically a male
tan lines of summer
Cool dough to the touch
bedded to your position
take my warm jacket
Bloat away features
you smelly gassy baby man
bad breath and *****
Other life is new life
deflated and spilling out
insects and earth sponge
You’ve soaked to be rags
a horrid mark has been stamped
revolting presence !
You are a husk now
a spoiled arrangement now
not special to me !
Day number...God knows ?
await our discovery
seasons have since changed
I grow impatient
distracted, then dispersement
I wander away
Impermanence exercise
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neth jones
Montreal
(Montreal)
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