Five Poems
mill at
arm and ham
an inter linen
backer to run
toward mason
arm worsened
do not get bad
crayon box to
cheese replace
flightless elbow
when the back went
out and we were
told to I hung
my coat up but
knew my skin would
char but did not
know my neck
would my back
impressed
depress
rise for
backswing toward the totem mouth. it has snowed outside of
the atrium I have never been invited to enter.
when I learn how to move the earth I fear
I will be deprogrammed. by then
the sun is up. I am praying the way I know
how to dive. pyramid first into a glass jar. I am
prey to reticulum shards.
watch this weight bloom. OG all. steep.
ear to wall. hand to God. wait for the chime to tell yourself it is wrong.
wait for the cabinet to open and get in even
if it does not feel right to be doing. take a bike ride
in your car. middle finger. from worry
I fear. structure a remarkable fumble . go on
to do everything. go to sleep
I dare you to coat the skin good mister you
can’t tell the difference from a foot and a high horse. structure
an incredible feat. did you get your gf to stay
with the kids to get into the respectful aftermarket of the Walmart skateboard
did you hear about the one where the mailman gets robbed.
this is a hold up gimme all your birthday cards.
did you realize that you have said that before how about
that one where the head is torn open and you are born again
without taking probiotics. did you focus yet today
the yoga mat is bound . it is not wrong to .
kiss yourself to unwind incandescent
heavens remind me of my cause
equate on
It is me call.
Which will we wore the grate.
This is my need.
X to operate.
It is weighted wham.
Egg smoked youth.
On a scale.
Like a clock when it.
Goes on for.
Like a calling.
Goes on for.
great and
I know what I will do it will be something great. I am something great. I will be great. America again.
In a land I was running and a bucket there I came across one. It was a green there and everybody knew that about it.
A tile in the backyard told me to stay. As if the tools had been protected outside the of the garage I remember inside of a large can. Behind the wood were a pile of boxes. Twins told me to stay still. I did not and so instead began to rock back and forth.
What is it I am good at it. To go pleeaassee and point to my brain.
What is the name of that commercial where that happens. Where they put it directly on the forehead. Do you know it you do.
Consider beating the carpet over the balcony while you are holding it with one hand. Apply it head on. Do you know the security questions. My mother’s third pet saved our life.
Boy oh boy I am over it. Not the moon but the dark. It is too bright.
Guck. A big truck. A red red room z. A broom xe. How fast does it go into a through. A wall of it.
I have not. Or in a when. A whirl went and left.
Today I listen to a song and cried but it was not a sad song. Or because it was even if it was. I remember he thing I was? Am?
I am not over it. I am not it. Wait. What is it that I am in.
A big whole. A big whole break down I crawl into. Watch you melt or.
Head on again. It is Ash Wednesday. Apply directly.
jerk off
to do the dishes I have to.
take my socks off first.
what is it late. I am late
I believe.
I am make believe.
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Angelo Maneage lives in northeast Ohio next to Texas Roadhouse. He can be found there.