featuring the work of LA artist and filmmaker Dennis Woodruff.
Just a veil
windshield on my crown, I
am kissing a place full of mistakes
you
dozen steps behind
my butt
Missing my shoes
bridal stained, there it is-
Without spectacular start up
My mind latching
into another
Must be no justice
no little teeth
Wilting //
Whizzing //
Grinding//
Aboard, I
navigate
To feathers belching.
Beehives gab like rainy rain.
The flower runs, a noisy car
Fake summer,
Sway to the
Gown flying, cutting the hands of mannequin;
I am my wreath;
I'm missing legs
& lips
& street life hell deep from mannequin so blue;
& fire backstabbing walls
& tithe, dis//
con//
nected thoughts//
The bus on frozen superhighway
on graffiti mission for miles & miles
Impossible when
the shark reverses like dead sea.
There's no lamp sweeping of years
Angel i //
am//be//
not//
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Dadaism - I wrote randomly and added random poems and placed it in a DADA poem generator. I edited it for smoother flow.
Picture credit: here
