Luke J. Holt
Poems of Luke J. Holt
|2.||Ballet Of The Pulsar Nude||6/27/2013|
|3.||Beneath The Wobbly Weathervane (fiction narrative)||8/31/2013|
|7.||Cellos, Magma and Bony Lions (what is left here)||11/11/2013|
|8.||Clogged Pipe Dream||1/5/2014|
|10.||Comets (fragment sequence #2 1/5/14)||1/5/2014|
|11.||Coward of the Spongy Room||6/27/2013|
|18.||for she who pillaged night with smiles||12/23/2012|
I am the dredge that strangled the princess
I am the horse who gnawed steel in a stable of wrong.
I learned of you in a powdery song and remember you in galaxies of closed-eye-shape forests.
i touch you, the jungle, and sneer
my dizzy, heated, kaleidescope head and the sheer, restless village of the heart.
i pump you with love s gilded venom and a laugh and fidget come sprawling out in chains
this is for what i prayed
and as so it is this for which you asked