Category: Shuffel

Some exper­i­men­tal poems I did while work­ing at The Hud­dle in col­lege.

I have man­ic bones
breathe machine!
a nox­ious self
his stan­dard
con­sid­ers red dol­lar­signs
with­out jerks doing things
behind doors
wiz­ened men
symp­toms of rich pricks
fore­go­ing noth­ing
(laugh­ter)
the ques­tion
creak­ing organ­ic verse
here a time com­ing
mir­rors worth
just pen­ny one