A Poem by John Pursch

Humpback Flash Gun

How far from heart-shaped taxis 

in uptown district squalor breath 

do grappling hugs smile in tonal 

happenstance construction, 

gone to flavored eczema 

in shingled reliance? 

 

Frozen to benefit hearings, 

cannonade umbrella chance pelts 

illusory myopic ethical pralines 

with dosage aspect infusion, 

ejecting blunt tracheas from 

mirrored forensic eyelet screws. 

 

Off to starlit monochrome ingredient birth, 

weaving engendered jelly roll plies, 

cantering poppies grow fairly well 

beneath the surfeit’s cooly enacted 

roaming fetters. 

 

Newbie janitorial stasis sinks 

ageless instruction pod brew, 

devolved to skinned chalk stirrups 

and prescient tonsils 

for graveyard dice cups. 

 

Used tarpaulins capture 

squid reagent lice in training burdens, 

smelting axial toxins for tundra hunters 

on ballpark delicacy parole, 

speaking terminal basis bowling tips 

to ashen hemp arrestor gents. 

 

She found a lasting long-legged laziness 

in futuristic waveform eyes 

and melted into loneliness with 

humpback flash gun syncopation alarms, 

replaced by temporal street closet doubt. 

 

 

 

John Pursch lives in Tucson, Arizona. His poetry and fiction has appeared in many literary journals. His most recent book, Intunesia, is available in paperback from White Sky Books at http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/whiteskybooks . He's @johnpursch on Twitter and john.pursch on Facebook.