Fauxhawk. Ben Doller

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Fauxhawk - Ben Doller Wesleyan Poetry Series

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      brandishingan e-bouquet HDgeraniums

      I’mforgettingtowritesothatImaybreathe

      handmethetorch let’sseewhatthissolventsays

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      nothingforlunch butfunnylookingdiskettes

      nothingfornoon butfurinasock

      themeterisrunning themeterisrunning

      theincorporation bouncingabucket onahotday

      screwedup blacktop plasticsound

      nothingbutsun inplaceofthesupper

      businessinfront carmageddonintheback

      themeterisruining themouthfeel

      thepoematablet protectsyourtongue

      it’snicetolookatthemirrorsometimes thewallbehind

      swipingyourcardinastranger’sslot

       [ EY ]

      I abase my base.

      I abash my bash.

      I abate my bait.

      I abduct my duct.

      I abet my bet.

      I abhor my whore.

      I abstain my stain.

      I abstract my tract.

      I abut my butt.

      I accede my seed.

      I accent my scent.

      I acclaim my claim.

      I acclimate my climate.

      I accompany my company.

      I accost my cost.

      I account my count.

      I accredit my credit.

      I accrue my crew.

      I acknowledge my knowledge.

      I acquire my choir.

      I address my dress.

      I adhere my here.

      I administer my minister.

      I admire my mire.

      I admit my mitt.

      I adore my door.

      I advise my vice.

      I affirm my firm

      I affix my fix.

      I afford my Ford.

      I affront my front.

      I allow my low.

      I amass my mass.

      I ambush my bush.

      I analyze my lies.

      I anchor my core.

      I appeal my peel.

      I append my end.

      I apply my ply.

      I appoint my point.

      I apportion my portion.

      I appose my pose.

      I appraise my praise.

      I apprise my prize.

      I archive my chive.

      I arrange my range.

      I arrest my rest.

      I ashame my shame.

      I asperse my purse.

      I assault my salt.

      I assign my sign.

      I atomize my mys.

      I atone my tone.

      I attack my tack.

      I attest my test.

      I attire my tire.

      I augment my meant.

      I avail my veil.

      I avoid my void.

      I avow my vow.

      I await my wait.

      I awake my wake.

      LACANIAN INC.

      aw hell I am

      at a such a great

      distance from

      this conflict

      in the halfawake

      uninvolvement

      I couldn’t even

      pretend to read,

      see, I have

      amassed this

      massive inaccessible

      intelligence, better,

      knowledge, eminently

      translatable in

      vocab-sense yet

      the syntax

      I consider hostile

      as it I cannot

      occupy, like

      walking on a historical

      flood—THE—

      westernspeaking

      (what starts the west up?),

      where the guy put

      the beastcouples

      on the boat, all aboard

      the mythosphere,

      right?, & what

      about all the lonesome

      creatures,

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