married a sturgeon

Tantara Vibrissa (flarfish #50)

Fanfare / stiff hairs
this is my answer—
dog whiskers!
& where to find beers?

I was once in Baku—
found it familiar—
sat down on Mount Bazardüzü,
& heard the plash of the Caspian Sea.

I married a sturgeon.
Now I’m knee-deep in caviar—
& navel gazing
as the world burns.

So a fanfare for nose hairs!
Pass the libations—
Gabriel’s horn is on autoplay loop
& I ain’t listening no mo’.

What I’m Reading:

“I want to staple
myself to a passing cloud
so I am blameless for the war.”

— Victoria Chang / “How It Happens”

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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