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MAURICE OLIVER Five Poems
Adjacent Promenade
Sixty-eight state poppies. A slobbering Madonna nods twice. Till marshes resemble stanzas. In darkness with no instructions. A parody. Historicism's fatuity Newly flared. In cuffs nickel slots. Peep. Peck. Rub-on a little future, dreamathon dancesteps. Little worlds are images.
Night 9
A Thursday humming will follow. Fortune shows in a most common form. In the lungs of a painting. Through a six-gendered light wind. Lisps of pride. Four square plains. Thumbnail tins dimestore comb. Friendly. Foreign. Appears as a vase. Breastmilk voice-over earth's throat was sore.
Action Figures
Makes everything a horizon. Fans spin out a revolution. An hourglass instead of a lantern. In cahoots with the future. An entity round like wishes. Upside down unscathed a journey soft sift. Tilts to the left. Insignias brushstrokes with things poking out.
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