Three Theorems

THEOREM #3 To mollify taxonomy, the cube must be upright. Barrels filled with terror are overturned pouring Hades on the rug. Twining animals explode. Postcards visualizing experiments on context stain white blackbirds. Winter fireplaces are made of the bricks of RAPTURE. Unwritten, the afternoon disappears into stainless steel. Wordplay legislates like Shakespeare links vitality to …

To a Carnal Idol

Humbly yearning thoughts. Intruding and professing and object Praying to kindle prophetically, embrace with freshly basted lips To glide over with fingers sensitive To fleshly convergence An offering of unmitigated need. – T. Kooyoomjian