poetryrepairs #198 v14.03:026
HAL SIROWITZ : The Moving Dinner
CRAIG KIRCHNER : Sickness Unto Death
CHRISTOPHER BARNES : Pit Stop
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HAL SIROWITZ

The Moving Dinner
"Is that a bug," she said, "in my food?" "That's a piece of onion,' I said. "Then how come," she said, "it's moving?" "The heat is making it expand," I said. "I think it has stopped." "How can you be sure?" she said. "Do you want me to stab it," I said, "with my fork?" "Use my fork," she said. "Are you afraid," I said, "of my germs?" "A mentally balanced person," she said, "wouldn't have taken me to this restaurant. You told me we were going to eat. You didn't say the food might bite me."

poetryrepairs #198 v14.03:026

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CRAIG KIRCHNER

Sickness Unto Death
what he believed he knew what he knew was true, this for him pristine a church bell in a light snow layering metaphysics once replete the contagious pact with reality reworked, the truth poser rang pealed the sanctity of doubt with an immoral aroma of almost rain sat him down to one riddle at a time

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CHRISTOPHER BARNES

Pit Stop
The carhop at Begley's Diner inherits sunup, a breather to log tonight's storyline for her novel...   ...Ghazi glowers from nave to mosque catching the chink of toe bells. She flicks stone, dry then spatters. An overripe afternoon. The tinkering dust storm sidesteps dunes, milling satin hooked up over a mallee tree. She is Morocco sings to the echo of distant cliffs. A sniff of salt, wear-and-tear sand meddles with the Venus Fly Trap. She miscarries amongst locusts awaiting sounds of whirlwindish rhythm that welcomes the coming of rain.


poetryrepairs #198 v14.03:026

Poetry endangers the established order
of the soul - Plato

REPAIR: resort, frequent or habitual going; concourse or confluence of people at or in a place; making one's way; to go, betake oneself, to arrive; return to a place; to dwell; to recover, heal, or cure; to renew; to fix to original condition.
-- Oxford English Dictionary



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HAL SIROWITZ : The Moving Dinner
CRAIG KIRCHNER : Sickness Unto Death
CHRISTOPHER BARNES : Pit Stop

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