Treasure Island

Joseph Narusiewicz

(9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Fan Club


Clay vessels like urns of Keats
Rimbaud is empty; so very empty
Enigmatic as a prometheus sexton
These wayward silver ships
Dreams of iconic paradise

Her opium smile has two sides
Her fan club is a chain

Identity of a fortress
All shattered by a tyrant
Most of us are tyrants
Art is a bird out of the cage

Violet sailboats deep in the amygdala
Firewall of conscience
These heavy bricks of logic
Your energy is a sphinx
Gold pearl earrings
Poems for the asses
Frames of victorian elegance
Beryl words
When did you quit writing?

She writes for her fan club

Submitted: Saturday, June 29, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013

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