eye, hallow tree
in the void, in the meek
sunset void
your peace is engineered—
there, i said it, like
surf on a radio
& a poem with the
knowledge to say so
hollow-hallow
tillow-tallow
surf on a lyrical
high-climbing shore
peace by a tree, by the wide open
elephant blue
mating of highest wisdom
such are the tasks of nonbeing:
sip on sweet, milky grail
bearded skeleton hero
surfs to climactic, white end
(eye of emerald delight)
these moments are your tide, friend,
lessons on a shelf:
all have obstructions,
names for killing each other
The Used Life 
8 responses to “Surf on a Radio”
You keep turning out inspired and creative hits!
Thank you for filling my screen and mind with your talented pen. 💗
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And thank you for the wonderful feedback! Have a great weekend! 😊
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J’aime le ton surréaliste, résolument moderne, un peu caustique mais très américain, apparemment lyrique et drôle aussi, que je perçois dans ce poème.
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Merci. Je suis heureux que vous ayez perçu tant d’aspects différents de ce poème.
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Ça n’a pas d’importance. C’est ma vision féline polyvalente qui me permet explorer le terrain difficile de la construction poetique-textuelle et de la subjectivité stratégique du langage. 😼
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Oui, je l’ai compris. Les chats sont de grands connaisseurs de la langue. 🐱
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What ever direction your poetry goes, you bring inventiveness. This is wonderful.
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Thank you so much!
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