01/03/2026
Hard to tell whose dwelling God has entered –
that man with woman trying there, her pooja
marigold charge full pending.
His stomach smile face beefy . praise the carrot^
stick at bedtime taken orally | shaking the mouse
only wakes up the system.
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Fingers for the chain necklace clasp later
reach for the speculum to scrub salve test
bruised walls | the knife to end that kitchen^
bitch ! her ark^angel humping.
His lizard tongue flicks Not goin’ happen again?
her furrowed flesh done! twistin’ on that grille.
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Field routers know what’s best for others heat
air bubbles blow | bless the power^feeding
missile, gut blood brick prayer mixing.
Virtue now like placenta buried to ward off Admin
swoop peckery.
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Our land planners need few readers; books
pass chapters back to trees | up ‘n’ over cane
canal launch towers start . Is what going on?
Lovers Yes Lord! plough hard, harder . neighbors
don’t suspect a thing.
- W.W.
YUH RAP SO (6.3)
Freda hadn’t yet told Judd of her ripe trysts
(She was proud that she could speak such old-book words)
With a girl-cousin who was also forward
(If only as far down as their treasure-troves).
But, rising with Judd to peaks of their one wave,
She realized how its extending power
Proved all her cousin’s stoking of their wire-fire
Was just a fiddling giggly gasping nothing
Beside the wave’s demanding and allowing
Conductor of the artless craft of knowing
Herself through this comrade, her man, her fellow.
(from Raponani by Brian Chan, 2023)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 