From “Land of Plenty”: Somewhere south of Sataniyah/A refinery burns for me/ A caribou in Alaska / Thanks his lucky stars / And leans against a pipeline / Grateful for the warmth.
They’re good like that, these poems. Art too. The art is less frequent than the poetry.
There is found stuff as well, notes that haven’t scanned very well. This is not something to spend time trying to decipher.
I think sometimes the poems are high quality, but they are all in different fonts. It’s distracting. (Jack Cena)
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