Well being in ocean clutch . coast side shamans hedge
the shore so . watch them monster truck wheel rolling
raptures ‘cross our lot | back dam alert : Upgrade!
our cutting edge will print you . world game head.
/ Thank God for pain relievers, Grandma
sighed | off show fair daughters traded, bosoms
rising at demand . stomach hybrid proof.
/ As things got worse we held tongue loss
vest close | + chair campers on heritage grounds
jook jiggling what’s left in us of those days.
Grandpa smiles
when we strip ‘n’ dip into his dried ol’ grain.
*
First monologue? from Shakespeare in the class
room | cells they wouldn’t leave home without help
followers walk on water; pronoun star turn,
Heaven knows.
Signs of waning send the rumpus room lizard
into scurry | See‘t? low moon ‘im cyaan ‘oist
his nobody perfect handle trying . only one
Time left? around.
\ Since particles pass
tagless through the air . heart pure our space
launch^sure . bam bam bebe shakey wakey
weave . raison to build believe.
– W.W.
YUH RAP SO (0.6)
Judd was one of those humanoids who, after
Just a few experimental decades of
One more brief sojourn on Earth, assume they know
Other fallen humanoids better than they
Care to remember themselves – as living gods:
For so Judd recalled his self; so how come not
His comrades their selves? He sensed Freda knew her
God-sense in her bones, by the way they would stir,
As of their own volition beside her will
To sit or stand or lean up against a wall
Or stretch or be stretched or curl up in his bed
(from “Raponani” by Brian Chan, 2023)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 