This week, we’re highlighting one of our author’s many talents. These surreal poems originally appeared in BlazeVOX magazine.
So They Expected
So they expected
full erasure
inside those
inglorious cabinets.
Old motion
to unify the
maze.
Quickly the
desserts conspired
in spite of
sailing night
sky.
Fountain Full
Fountain full at
night fall
all flailing
fully.
Sporadic hum so
light and
metallics.
Worn abruptly
yet leaning
waves
conjured in
polite
sanctuary.
Maybe It Was
Maybe it was because the
catapult assembly
line had insignificant
vapor.
Quests are precious spirit tools.
Whenever the radio
beamed with questionable
pride, we knew there
were more children
in the
tower.
All through the night. It
was insignificant
moonlight.