Elizabeth Langemak
Pear as stone right up until not. Bruise
as sinkhole an apple falls into. Mold overlay
on loaf as aberrant weather: first, a light
dusting, then school is cancelled. Thumb
of cheese with dragging skirts as failed
proposition. Sausage as limb chewed down
to two assholes. Tomorrow, these grapes
as unpuffed cheeks, and that nearly visible sigh
from somewhere as last lungful of partridge
wrung from the neck of the partridge. People
drinking wine are one natural enemy of wine,
and a second is people not drinking wine,
so pewter jug as every window in a building
on fire. Skull as neon exit sign over garage
door. Lilies choking the throat of this vase
as appearances we keep because we cannot
give them away. Lilies choking the throat
of this dry-basined vase as painter's assistant
sleeping with butcher's assistant for good deal
on partridge. Loaf here again, but new loaf
as old loaf. Yesterday's loaf as bird food,
bloated corpses of bread in the sand. Linen shirt
as linen shirt so we know this guy could really
paint linen, even if no one remembers this guy.