New poems by Christopher Barnes
The automatons have broken traits.
A shelf-crammer clicked out light.
Discrepancies dont shift.
Impersonal manikins tackle the force of argument
Ineffectually becoming a movement. Earless
The Bullys entrenched behind contrivances.
Tonight Ill elect to dream heart-sinking hero
In nauseous unprofitableness behind racks.
Lit From The Bottom
Spite is wrangled.
Immortal is your stress, harpingly distinct.
No wind-ups in vista. Smalt,
Incandescence of landlocked pool
Reveals airs secrets. A Gunshot. Dandelions
Contemplating Suicide Bridge
A churlish, unavoidably sorry-sight,
Parody of me,
Shaved before noon. The blunt cloudburst
Prophesised was pettifogging.
A few weeding tingles bristle
Roughened at arms-length. A skirmishanked
Corrugation of the applicability
Implicating hand, skill.
Offshore Monkey Tricks
Tom, Dick nor Harrys the missing link,
Dead reckoned, at cross purposes. (Tip-top shares shaft.)
Grudge no man-o-luckll scan you
For faith-pinning by his false witness.
Anticipated untruths clot in your head,
A problem of sober provocation.
Well lip-homage our liabilities
And salt-wit say youre speaking now.
Contours tumble, shifting a blain in hordes.
Peep away. No idiosyncrasy flares here.
Prowling mist smear is slip-slop;
Corner reminiscence a plain-dealing smile.
The humdrum malevolence?
We too are curbed.
House Arrest Of The Opposition Leader
The bullet-pocked wall. Gales jingling strains.
Firm standing, repudiation
Viciousness backing dearths. Scupperings.
What did you bargain for?
Im in a fixed foreboding of undertakers,
Well, so it peeves.
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