Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Andrew Lundwall & Donald Dunbar















Photos of Lundwall- Dunbar


Cloud Against




i certify rung by rung
it’s all true
wine-dark bruises
a vividly dream from last night
or before that i am exactly who
to remember sprung out you think
i am wisconsin is a place glamour
goes to drown coughing once
a cautionary mirror leaf-loose
i won’t decriminalize that
mosquito-white true as all marys glare on the lens
in the suicide scene scratches
have mastered levitation smoke's sibling in the soundtrack,
description of the mail-order milk
to un-bedded yeses making a crazed cancer,

the christs echoing in the marquee swarm,
strangers' contrary parts low-flying dosed
are because it caught on fast like stifling
no video will prove me wrong no medicine
no just-love-me-like-thats no pills saved
for no sunday night understand it to be
sort of strapped in anybody's apart
a hand of wood pulls back sheets mostly
maybe using recreationally a one per turbulence
per ghost besides prefer to think of fancy dance moves
nearly conjured the most perjured nights destined to be purged
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2 comments:

Gary Parrish said...

The text should be flush to the left, not sure whats going on with my html. Beautiful poem.

Donald Dunbar said...

Thanks for posting this poem, Gary! & I'm glad you enjoy it