Katie Bunn

Honey Vinegar

on the red tape
hard-faced, too brash
foiled slash
the narrow slice of bare nothing.
just sitting--peaceful.--locate it--
wadded up beside sudden quiet fury
keeps coming up,
the swell--gone
didn't see the gun
floor streamed grayly,
the anger cold.
collection of metal scraps
CLOSED
we're closed.
to rain again, dispiritedly.
to nurse a blackening eye
He gave her a grave smile
"Oh you know his name."
and the hatred he stirs
"You can catch more flies with honey than vinegar."

Compliant Sheep

he coped with
depressed homesickness.

ream after ream,
bone on the table.

a typewriter:
no delete key.

tilting the wrist,
waxy sweat.

stoical. Long suffering
carried along on the
currents of existence

certain fingers,
amounting to an almost transcendental delicacy.

gaps in the fossil

The few tears had already dried on
his cheeks.

in the waiting rooms of his mind,
supporting
his wrists on wooden blocks.

As if suddenly impelled by a violent
push, he
leaned into her words.

compliant sheep

the strength returning to his arms.

Splendid Little War

steel-rimmed eyes

liquid
skull

so determined to leave

suffering from chronic

family.

met the
religious nuts,
joined fingers,
became a sponge.

absurd

it is
impossible to concoct an all-encom-
passing explanation of the world.

sleep keeps asking me

why I was

completely strangled,

thrown like spoiled vegetables.

raffish, callow

splendid little war
in a soup ladle.

less and less in common

Walking away

cut off

forgetting
letting me fade

to black.

think about what's going on here

write back.

Instant Family

conservative think tanks

mingling
surgeons

turning brains

into
dust-filled

balloons.

switch thinking OFF

old self, was wrong.

blame your
diseases.

Before us,

you could have

buried a mammoth

in that hole.

Oh, remember those

unimaginable
valves

pumping dead blood?

voice of reason
now reduced

to a dull hum.

we are filling you FULL
of our love.
 
arrange-
ment of logic-

your skin:
the +massacre+
(of simple human pleasures.)
"unplanned" a!d!d!i!c!t!i!o!n,
the m?y?s?t?e?r?y is
The ha*pp*in*ne*ss
[depicted is]
DEATH.
from <-- the
e^u^p^h^o^r^i^a
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> > dive
..(provided by)..
colors and --threads--
out of PrOpOrTiOn to their ap-
parent siZe.
((unborn))
c>h<a>o<t>i<c
f/r/a/g/m/e/n/t/s of
~~joy~~ and s..a..d..n..e..s..s
"mysterious and merciless arrange-
ment of logic."