Orange

 10.07.2016 My favorite color used to be the white of The virgin snow peacefully resting atop A mountain in the Andes, or maybe the Alps Untouched by our species   But then I left the South in June And came North where the snow was long gone The warmer air gifting every color with a new life Yet slaughtering the apple of my eye   So I looked up to the cloudless sky Bereft of white, an indigo sea And, deprived of my dearest hue, readied myself To choose a new protégé   From the light blue of the velvet …

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Carmen Americanum

By C. Ghost   I feel your absence as if it were present Physically present, an incubus, an emanation A carbuncle of ice that chills me Hexes me into the doped inertia of unfeeling.   Now that I think of it, the ice must have Always been there, even when your warmth was present Not even your body holding mine at night Ever made it sublime into the thin air of winter   For even in your presence I could already feel your absence I could see the invisible future, your untimely evaporation Your warmth dissipated and the carbuncle still …

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Carmen Americanum: Invocation

By CINCINNATUS Love—play the tune of that summer And the tune of many summers before Tune of cool English summer turning into fall Ominous tune of metaphorical Italy—   Is that where my love began? Is that where I made it? For this love, my love, it did not Pierce me like the angel’s arrow maiming The soft skin of St. Theresa’s bosom   No—I was the angel, I held the arrow, I turned its poisoned tip against my own Pubescent chest, I thrust it in to the hilt— I bled in the incarnadine Roman sunset.   That same July …

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