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William Allegrezza


 

 

 

"She took the final step and fell over the edge of the world--it was like that, you knew it was
coming and had to be deliberate not to avoid it."

                       surviving                      in exile
            old                                                               (in number 14)

in season
            we knew revivals of awesome proportion

play note 7 while i play 3 while johannus plays 6 while rani plays 78

hadtohavehappenedonourhandswhentheheatceasedandhelaughed
BuTYoUBeLieVeMeITDoesNotConceRNYoU

born under a troublesome sign
she has always had bad luck

            through                                the swamps
                                   forgetting      his children                   trapped in a hostile
    city              that                 to this          day          searches for his
           bones

dragging through days
in a cart meant for friday
over the peas we roll
asking for our toll

I could not see how the cliffs could stay so clean after the bombs rattled the tops of customs shacks.

"In the air she prayed for Muhadiochristus to guide her, but he/she/it was busy in a card game."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

wearenotaskingyoutoforgive
ourtransgressionsbutweareas
kingourselvesifdeathwasever
worththetroubleofrunningthr
oughthesamestreetsoverando
verinthevapidmomentswhen
fatherjohannusaskedustobow
ourheadswiththecomingofwa
terintheseasonofnewbirthoro
fbirthsforasthegreekssayhew
homthegodslovediesyoungb
utiamstillaliveonlyseemdead
andamaskingifitwaseverreall
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pcakesandteaafterthistalkofy
ouandmewhentheithatisyoud
oesntmoveanywhereinconfu
sionandthegodsdontlistenbec
ausetheyarebusyandbuckyful
lerisdeadnomatterwhatthesta
gecontinuestosayordoesnot

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the indecision
a hand moving as a hand will
in splitting
sound from above

"her story was not new, nor did we believe her"
nor did they in 1812 when the guns ceased

together let us void the light
coming form the lamps along the quay

as though strings in harmony
were enough for action
in strange cities one night friends
paid for with the products of
imperial cards--the aces are now faded

but it was a triangle
no reason to argue the simple shapes

we are gathered
to throw balls on open fielded
to engage ourselves in serious endeavors
which will test our fortitude

words
that cease
to connect
with points
that lead
nowhere

the head of the ray
the accumulation of particles flung
at incredible speeds in lower texas

there is no way to forget
ourselves

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

our spring opened is light
in rugs of Warhol or parentheses
if you could hand the coffee and allege
your command

this is a third no replacement
                      for the words gathered as chorus in understanding
if you've never if you've never talked to yourself you'll be less grounded will be less original
Truman pays the fund
           arranging her city grades of dioxin culture in notes announced

in any direction for instruction
what he's looking for is war outside the informative point
where the geographic pass is a mounting to meet the non-below

suddenly east
you've got the data about the scene
that glass of the included
known new england's highland
this innovative precedent

all of the sudden a car crashes through our living room window
and a drunk stumbles out among the flowers

 

 

 

 

 


William Allegrezza edits the online journal Moria and hosts a blog at allegrezza.blogspot.com. His chapbook lingo was published by subontic press. His e-book Temporal Nomads can be downloaded from xPress(ed).


 

 

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