by Nomax Jodevaski
1
I hate chess. I won’t play
if you can’t shoot dice at
it. I’m no cyborg. Next
2
year at tax time I wanna see
their hands move when they
audit. Like, at Subway. I am
3
the lepus rex. We cannae die.
A congregation (Pentecostal)
will have a cache of ambergris,
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bulletins, stilettos, accessible
by a storm drain off Melrose.
(You know the old song.) I want
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enough money to quit smoking.
And Glory discovered three
bodies draining Echo Park Lake.
Nomax Jodevaski is a socialist in California. He was in plastics. His first collection of poetry is due to be published.
