kari edwards
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Obvious to the rain


the night wears on, the milk curdles, silence engulfs me with crime’s endless hours. For some the hereafter’s slight effacing enters an essential faculty; here to fix the real real to will power, to formless undermining opposition, to boredom and low grade banality, rewriting narcissists lower case gift to all. I leave the general dissolve feeling; shame, not shame, sadness, not sadness, wanting to identify the faculty’s systems and in doing so, not wanting to generalize the general, and in doing so something attempts forced detachment of the self . . . can not, so, continue the production line, outlawing certain outlawed practices, satisfying paranoid instability to a more normal pretend, frightened almost religion. And despite everything going on, the war goes on pregnant with envy, consuming fleshy subjects, depositing automated division, asking for visual equanimity to annoyances. Beyond paved dismissal, party loyalty and above the darkness, the night wears on, the milk curdles, silence engulfs me with crime’s endless hours.






kali's fodder


it is easy to believe in bottled pain
meaning in a breath

sometimes it is on the skin
shame photons
half legal gravity
and eel swirls

sometimes in the dirtiest corners
frozenbowels of conception
the nondescript meets hunger
carbon monoxide
leeches into afternoon
epithets of the sun
explode throughout the day

the falsified blind believers
and rabble rich
mix in lewd severity
spinning vortex
dust, dirt, splattering grease
feces and fleas

kali's fodder
fattish honeycomb spoils
failed cries of beggars
seditious believers and
a gawking illusion
of those in between
evaporated mucky greed
and those in search of an address

slithering lizard sadhus
mourn the limpid waters

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