Wednesday, February 5, 2020

Poem of the Day: Untitled by Rus Khomutoff



Welcome to your afterlife hollow point arrive unfurling a gaze/valorization of open as opposed to closed/pain superimposed on silence/inner parliaments and/of shadow- a liquidjewel pretty forever going any other way distancing itself from the combine/spire of deliverance on call/if there are mirrors they can be found in plainsong/what magic is/ god bless the renegades he said/episodic on oxygen court monologue/wayward son dispatches/smash addition soot/splintered enamel extravaganza/allow us to think masquerade weekend/ways of conquest radio nonplace/what I invaded has invaded me/white morning vixen/there is no other immortality
Overthrow the self/ an airborne disease, a beautiful thing that never happened-glistening in the rays of a distant supernova,mercurial staff take my breath away, moon merchant riding the wave, pirate blood/ nautical dawn wild blossom/ intercept canvas redux, church of trees scream in silence. There was superimposition & worry at a certain hour of the day/sanguine cold blood/hyena season genesis grasp secret psalm in search of duende/this eventuality's carnival row exit in memory reclaiming time with unexpected grace notes/vagabond of the margins/mantic flame burning up the green guardian/assignations crestfallen between music & silence/carnivalesque xerox & infinity/dimension counterpoint face anything/introcut prestige music box/ noise & debris brouhaha/marigold showstopper horizon/victim of illusion blast scepter/excite/erupt/exclaim/stasis leak everlasting/cherub chance the undying matter anticipating nowhere/theremin cost victim of illusion priceless channel/follow me into the reprieve/best private fantasy times two/taste of holiday gross hesitation/to dance in the dark without fear/imperial violets distant shore/venerable plight/checkered koan/the other side of no tomorrow/a tiny island of confined electric charge/its bionic heart beats like the real thing/one nine five/less is more







Rus Khomutoff is an experimental language poet in Brooklyn,NY. His poetry has appeared in Proprose Magazine, EgophobiaPoetheadRasputin and Hypnopomp. This year, he published his debut, Immaculate Days (Alien Buddha Press). He is on Twitter @rusdaboss.





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