Blunt Puppets

from Whatworld by The Memes

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blunt puppets flash their withers and tug on god
the tobacco girls and ivory boys
leave their skin behind
the black rash tethered like a moldering ketch to a star
garlands of floating pearls are poised for any rhythm
my shattered wound all smeary from thirsty work
(right)
six weeks since gray ghost shrieked a deafening howl
the moon trading souls with racing black clouds
the sun anchored on the smile-frown of blundering crows
total eclipse like burial in queer silver demolition dust

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from Whatworld, released January 1, 2000

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