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Poetry of Issue #8        Page 2


Tattoo me with your unpaid bills
hook me up with your masterpieces
your passionate menus pop histories
sacred texts and invoices
write your electric static love affairs
all over my blind body in braille
contact me with your eyes your lips your teeth
biting into mad meat
bribe me with brand new shoes
call me with your moves your movies
your chancy chances your latest dances
connecting ethereal arsonists to all known bridges
call me up with news reports of nuclear geraniums
claiming ten thousand windowsills
and I’ll rise again from hard luck stories
to crash the window cleaning party
of colliding sparrows
reaching for delirious glass coherencies

David Gershator