Stephen Kirbach – 2 Poems

Stephen Kirbach

2 Poems

A boring plume fakes placement sometime between neither hair snore comb scrolling and encumbers thus lather.  If this isn’t nickel time got secret well slurry cause bob had a habit.  One mightn’t wonder forthwith here heaving a number of needs.  Hairy come paddling in steel punt of the burning sea whirled where I’d bob as well, but anchor hereinafter onto an instead and old fashioned dammit.  One might wander awhile an our would be still uncertain.  Hot rivets this timely river, a clockwork not brown and otherwise bleating.  Somebody says it’s the son, while others dispute this, unsure of nothing but smother.  Rain or shine, some one string turf stung and plunders a pound of explosions.  A boring panic takes place between neither hair snore this in the rain is isn’t a purchase.  I ripen my bike to the tail get taken rip lizards and prance furnished with Sundays.  An unlikely tail wind uncorks a series of blister X falters, and then he inhibits the garden. church window at window at rattle under a highway burning debris on a cold day outdoors throws down his cigarette butt sizzles that plastic webbing in woven end ending with rivets into an aluminum frame stuff accumulates and disperses and the name used rudely is rather usurped            others might say thus   the same say the same there are say some said to be secular      aliens aliens amongst us                      spook said electric no more water waters enough and a pensive odor of gasoline fetid in weeds and windless the bridge from which I sodden at midnight bisect utter lunging      its alien alien water no room remaining thus forces an exit and that was the first oddly numbered numbered one windless alien all furniture strewn and sunken in muck that the river might rise up from its bed on a rampage today the dull olive guy gotten dye gotten blue then swept away swift I an alien stand between them and did so enough under umbrella river shovel bridge and withstand keeper keep certain take change he’s the one who unwires the bomb

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