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Stu Harley Oct 2015
bees
have
stereoscopic
geodesic eyes
allow
bees
to see
the
sunflower sea
Dave Robertson May 2022
Can you fault us for thinking
this blue above is vaulted,
strung in bolts, in reams
of ichor,
of material suggested and believed
instead of stubborn physics?

Stereoscopic vision is great
for seeing the ants walk close
and the rehabilitated bees
on local blooms

It can’t see, properly,
that the azure ceiling is a lie
of just refraction,
that’s always there
as long as our clouds allow
Johnny Noiπ Jan 2018
Your stocking welts & black seams
Seem to be the only thing I think about,
Why must it be that way?
Why can’t I get you out of my mind?
& think of other things
Besides the lingerie you wear
Every night, or almost every night
When I look like hell
& You are a glamour girl
All dolled up like a Barbie doll
In black seam stockings & lingerie

You make me believe in goddesses
& The enchantments they spin—
I’ll stay under your spell willingly
Like a drowning man or a burning man
Or a floating man,
Or whatever kind of man is Adam to your Eve
You so like a magician with 1,000 doves up your sleeve,
But the dinner gloves come off,
Slowly, one then the other,
The wait is like forever,
The moon getting stuck in the trees
& I see you is stereoscopic 3-D
Just like everything else these days;
Through the knothole
In your bathroom wall
Can you see me? I am the Invisible Man of your dreams,
Culled from the depths of Freudian reveries,
I danced with Cthulu at the ball of mysteries,
Can you see me, really see me?

Any serious doubt on the merits of surrealism is a fruitful discussion.
The phrase, “The window walked through the door, ”
For it’s simplicity opens up in one a queasy sense,
Can such things occur we ask ourselves,
Knowing full well (and concealing crippling doubt over the same)
That such things cannot.

I wish I had a tool that I could use
To make you step out of your sleepy corridor
And open the shuttle door.
I’d like to see you **** descending a staircase.
I want to see your seven faces.
You are one of the most beautiful things alive
And the reason for war.
I saw you drowning your several faces in the bathtub,
Dying the marble the color of flesh,
Sipping champagne & smoking a cigarette.
nick armbrister Apr 2020
Ruth was concerned. Spitfire recon photos were the problem. Not the quality but something else. The target, it was wrong. Its street plan was different. Buildings, or what were once buildings, were different. What was wrong? Ruth thought. Do what thy will be the whole of the law. Do it right or it’s a **** up! What have our boys done?
She called her superior officer over. Quietly Ruth raised her concern and he looked closely through the stereoscopic eye glass at the post bombing pic.
“Strewth! You’re right. A right **** up. They hit the wrong ****** town. It’s not Munich. This is bad.
Ruth glanced up with wide intelligent questioning eyes. She looked very pretty in her WAAF uniform, with hair tied back and young features.
“As you sow, so shall you reap,” muttered her officer. Did it matter where the enemy was hit? As long as we bombed them. Our revenge for Coventry, London and a score more. Our Lancasters were pulverizing Germany. Bomber Harris had unleashed his whirlwind, silencing the Luftwaffe’s wind with extreme violence.
An urgent investigation needed to be carried out. It was the wrong target. A new raid would be needed...
nick armbrister Feb 2018
“Sir. They Hit the Wrong Town”
Ruth was concerned. Spitfire recon photos were the problem. Not the quality but something else. The target, it was wrong. Its street plan was different. Buildings, or what were once buildings, were different. What was wrong? Ruth thought. Do what thy will be the whole of the law. Do it right or it’s a **** up! What have our boys done?

She called her superior officer over. Quietly Ruth raised her concern and he looked closely through the stereoscopic eye glass at the post bombing pic.

“Strewth! You’re right. A right **** up. They hit the wrong ****** town. It’s not Munich. This is bad.

Ruth glanced up with wide intelligent questioning eyes. She looked very pretty in her WAAF uniform, with hair tied back and young features.

“As you sow, so shall you reap,” muttered her officer. Did it matter where the enemy was hit? As long as we bombed them. Our revenge for Coventry, London and a score more. Our Lancasters were pulverizing Germany. Bomber Harris had unleashed his whirlwind, silencing the Luftwaffe’s wind with extreme violence.

An urgent investigation needed to be carried out. It was the wrong target. A new raid would be needed...
SURETICE TONGUE Jan 2019
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Onoma Apr 2018
with a dual-handed slap of thighs,
a man conveyed his leave of
The Table's perimeter.
one set as never before, divine as:
that's all folks.
at that moment birds bit branches in half,
to crown the achievement of the sky.
with a music that overran the program sheets.
busied with primacy,
land rose to smell the curious buds of clouds.
regaled the fragrance to allow
their free-associating blooms.
the stereoscopic vision of flies caught
the trailer of a messianic figure.
who was a sparkling sheen in lolls
of child-like sleep.
a slinky winding up a
white marble staircase.
whose sermon was mouthwash
to the yawning grave.

— The End —