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“Atomic Color-cinemascope”

Posted in Poetry with tags , , on March 8, 2014 by C.C. Beissert

 

Atomic Color-cinemascope

after Bob Kaufman

 

We were in Libya
staying in a house on stilts.
I didn’t understand my father.

The two dogs had to be let out.

We hid from the bombings.

The last one caused a wave that broke
a sewer pipe.
That made us sick.

We had to make sure the doors were locked.
She asked the bartender if she wanted to make out

in a few minutes. The bartender didn’t hear her.
I let the dogs walk in the back bushes.

We were always waiting while doing things.
Necessary things.
To kill the time.

Until we wanted it slow,
slow.

first published in Mad Hatters’ Review, 2014

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