there’s still fountains down there


stanky ass feet

parachuted barefoot
while landing in a poppy field,
sure did step in a lot of shit
but it felt kind of good
between the toes ….
fresh, organic, soft to the touch
yet somewhat harsh along
typical aromatherapy standards.

Copyright 8-2-2017
Jimi Bodansko

 

 


the crowd is everywhere once you step out that front door


supper


mug shot

a mask of doom
alone in a room
raped itself
in the name of love

all the while,
a carrier pigeon
flew about without a shout
and was mistaken for a dove.

Copyright 8-2-2017
Jimi Bodansko


cake and coffee


radio dial


duet

scalesxx


the scream of the butterfly


two doors

at the end of the hallway
were two doors

west door read, ” learn some more ”

east door read, ” nevermind ”

walked through the west door
in hopes of tasting gold,
” seek and ye may find …. ”

Copyright 7-30-2017
Jimi Bodansko


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