Belated Saturday Morning Features - 3better late than never, eh?Belated Saturday Morning Features - 3 by ~glossolalias
this is a weekly feature in which i select ten phenomenal literature deviations that have recently caught my eye. if you have been featured, please this journal and read the other works. now, onto the main eventó
"i was called to a bridge by a burning frost
fervent as it was obscene,
like a broadsword enthralled
in the chest of a working class Paul"
"smelling burning cane syrup
at rumdrunk full moon twilight"
"If you are even there
in the stretch of oceans, across icy miles
of bleak black. Do you exist? Are you there?
Green beacon means yes."
"that my mother left the hospital
with a cheque in hand to make up for
"the accident," of course."
"you write songs in the back of your mind
or something of that ilk
because triads well from the tips of your fingers
and i thought i was the dreameró"
"Against the mindlessness