Asomnia

Porky thud (yr drain) loo
m ps against my back ah
apestosa thrown! nick le
sand crush which, mortar
flows an deep. the sawyer
calls inside yr woods moon
matter at yr window running
up 'n down the stairs no
head yr forking blood
's twirling in yr hand


Bi te

Broth ladder napping in yr
broom the. custard face
a grin too th umb ratile.
caustic ditch across the
bed dreams, yr thin race
loops into. rather mustard
than, the rich steam re
vited you must combinate the
losses axle piled against
yr foot. breach yr pants 'n rung


Wet Door

Soggy snore and think, raf
ter in the sheet number sal
ad munition curling on yr
back, foggy door a
sink meat slumps. whi
rling in the news lum
ber savage, spews and
comblicates the tine is "now"
udder suitless watch, "ave
rage" nape crossed the flood


Lebenstraum

Elbow loom, knocker fau
cet, lap of mac 'n cheese
yr song lung, flap tape
ulcered with yr clocking.
know list, the long dung
master soothy rap or
eats. costive freeze-shirt
lip, my plate speaks an
you moony numbled
fingers flailing space


John M. Bennett

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