Treasure Island

Joseph Narusiewicz

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

Long Walks


On the lithograph smile of handcuffs
Your razor heels devour me
Once innocent ribbons painted
Pure color deep as oak trees
Shadows were dangerous eyes

I will never trade the riveting miracle
Lipstick lizards of the opus galleria
The Spanish Goya slaughter

Keats soul shall rise
Crushed like myrrh

Tamarack swamps croon like warblers
We grow cast iron lions
Fierce books deconstruct all fences
Freedom has no consolidations
Beauty is not a reward
Your sexuality is a ghost writer
Your fire burns like a vague artist

So many opinions
When the curtains open who is the actor
When the earth seems far away
I promise I will write you
Go back home and take long walks

Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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