X + Y = Z
Humans: Big Bags of Heat,
modest moisture consuming Earth,
Full of luminous-like space dust
Virtue and dark anarchy,
some harmless, yet tortured
sedimentary joy; unhindered by what—
She rhetorically rises—we realistically spin,
evolve into worse slanders;
while sulfate igneous pollutes . . .
A bunch of made up sounds
with unique individual original
vulgarity: meretricious ornamentation!
Longing for carbohydrate—zeal form:
you: think, long, love = are + being
simple vague vapor, pouring consuming—
Against some pale hair;
fLESH, just surrounding red tEARS,
laughter and hatred for . . .
their cunning GOD and aggravation;
is this language even true?
Only human, taxonomic scheme
All from the
same freakin’
salt.
BAM writes novels and short stories mostly. He does poetry for fun, such as his piece “Evolution” with Antiphon Magazine. www.bamwrites.com lists his publications. When BAM’s not writing, he’s teaching kids English in Japan.
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