Ode on James Rosenquist's Lanai (1964)
Deck your canvas with peach yolk candy set prostrate, impala. You cruise blue hue through sexpink taffy; Drink Lemon-sky on downside with our loud wide fancy. Too true (true), of well-crude minds… to pencil-rind erasure, happy. What silver-spooned smooth oil looms America's Ticonderoga, sweet-thirst empirical—Bathing? Hands begging to a cool sip for each missing mouth. Jeremy Casabella Jeremy Casabella lives in Bakersfield, CA where he teaches part time. He writes short stories, poetry, and pwoermds. His most recent poems have appeared in Eclipse Literary Journal and Shot Glass. His pwoermds are featured in the anthology The Secrets of the Universes in a Single String of Letters, from Xexoxial Editions and @JCasabella1 on Twitter.
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January 2021
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