Jim Behrle – 2 Postcard Poems

Jim Behrle

2 Postcard Poems
from Postcard Poems:  Jim Behrle & Del Ray Cross

Can’t Sleep Can’t Eat or Drink in parallel universes we’re mushrooms, that’s what I worry about, with fat sombrero faces.  paralyzed. TITLE : CAN’T SLEEP CAN’T EAT OR DRINK, because he is doing the moonwalk. in 7,000 years I’ll be 7,030, that makes me nervous.  without mouths in mushroom galaxies, who will kiss my fungi hands or warn me when late night moonwalkers get too close? 3/3/03 Virgins Always Laugh at Me Del, flirting leads to ruins rising like pink skeletons of pink animals. Title: Virgins always laugh at me and also hookers.  Got to get back where it all started, slimy but connected.  That’s the sound of the men kidnapping the train.  Tonight I lost my keys in a cockfight.  At least I was somewhat victorious. Preserve me as I am, however ashen.  They are singing drastic scales to lead us upstairs.  Let the magma slither down the willing’s throat. 3/9/03

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