poem || Jeff Harrison

The Interludes

in-
tru-
sion
re-
po-
sitory,
orbs
lined
with
flat-
ness


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allure
ment
part-
icipat-
es w-
ith m-
ajorities


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calmingly
would be
ludicrously,
if hills rea-
dily would
be hills deadly


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I'm real, I have
been hastened
you're constancy
with lockings,
Plankton Zimmerman


mine possessiveness,
I lewd above all Renoirs
pursuer would be interrupted,
readily, inexcusably French


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canvas revering him
re-enter abundance,
clasped to chides and
days that did scruple
pastimes you could
have rehearsed,
Conservative Marlboro


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we were after what daydreams me
your merriment finishes, you noble I poised
yes, you noble, Locomotive Bleats Peach, &
I poised to identify cures, me irreplaceable


Polecat Garlic, we could be ironic
I decay unphantomlike, fooled, arisen,
reformatted, exhilarated as a board


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Virginia hopping like a rat
oh how can she rat! her
saliva was slowed, her
grime assimilated...