P J L o m b a r d o —

Like Unicorns #2

Laundering cold new sheets

Madeline stains

madeline

stains

Staying Biting

While the pigeons crack against

Our orbit’s dimming window

Revelation shivers the myriads

To shovel towards ascension’s rim with unbridled daylight

Like how you peep my stadium blaze

Off Lake Michigan

Towards you like

Twinkling amethyst truckers

Ginger Oysters Under the Flexing Sun

Time is a warden pelvis

I fling goat sweat against & blaspheme

Sorcery eternity Robbery

eternity

Like it’s nobody’s business when I suck down sunburn

Nobody’s business (sucking bewildering shrimp

Sinkholes to renounce my tricky

beauty

Floating yoga Crispest severance

& god is the beach where atrocities benude

Towards your anchorage

your luscious be

trayal

Evening Moon

after F.G. Lorca

Ascension Pulses come and go An ill-fit machine

Slumps against the seatback with lolling sighs

While I pray while          I plead keel over spit You’re funny

You ascend in pulses come go resist arrest I wear

You in with tortuous lushness Tortuous lushness everywhere

Up above the fountain’s zenith whistles wrinkles

Overwhelming utterance          of sky I will dig into

The absolute and strangle you from inside Interior ascension

Pulses come and go Small waves of bathwater cloud

My legs A call upwards towards tortuous lushness

//when our hearts yield their harvest of sighs//

when the roofs wear their grass hats//

Disappearance My poems ill-fit slump loll sigh

in pulses to come or go

Cram the old into my trunk a robbery haul

cram the old into my trunk a robb er y

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