Into the Porches: desecration

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Sunday, February 12, 2017

poem II:GRAFFITI IN THE HOUSE OF THE GODDESS

SKINLESS

BONELESS
BREAST: SHE IS
DEATH’S BRONZE MEDALIST

EVERYTHING SHE HAS DONE HAS BEEN
COSMIC
CHRYSELEPHANTINE
& OF DUBIOUS FUTURITY

NO MATH FOR THESE RECKONINGS
NO MEASUREMENTS
FOR SUCH A HOUSE

FARE THEE WELL LADY KATHARYNE

Here readers will find the poems I sent, on a daily basis, to the White House between February 11, 2017 and May 15, 2018, and occasional ones posted thereafter. Poems neither protest, necessarily, nor topical, but meant to delight and instruct. The purpose is for their ultimate recipient--i.e., the lowly intern tasked with summarily deleting them--to be poked a little in the brain. Life itself, if I am not mistaken, began with an inert dirt-molecule being shocked into an amoeba.

To salvage our sanity.

Commoncrofts is still on.

Sunday, February 12, 2017

poem II:GRAFFITI IN THE HOUSE OF THE GODDESS

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