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Susan Brennan: the barely epic thoughts that cross my heart

May 13, 2011 by PBQ

tickertape under flashlight
your bruised smile
self-help has me eating oranges

it’s the French-film phase of my life
marbles tossed in a tub
sugar smoke wavers

all the skulled-in hives
of our sweet demons
blister forgetfulness

the way neon blisters
and glossy eyes swim up for words
I’m a foolish arrangement of intimacy

I’m so through with anything hard:
jackknifed dreams
pirate childhoods
red bees snagged on silk
a first date with Proust

ok – it’s time to walk a forest away
see what’s in the neighboring village
good remedies, treats, new songs –
maybe a skinny boy who’ll roast me
with wide eyes and a cynical smile

I’m done with Mexican food and bikini waxes
I’m done with on-time people and their tidy minds
my psyche’s sprained
your Tabasco kiss
your storm voice echoes
this is the day Saturn crashed

and I’m catching up to the snakes
when I steal the one with hot blue skin
it will be your river
super-phosphorescent slither gift

Filed Under: Contributors 74, Issue 74, Poetry, Poetry 74 Tagged With: Contributors 74, Poetry, Poetry 74, Susan Brennan

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