Christopher Barnes


Gutter Charms

…bass-ackwards. In streetlamp misery
we…

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…yeast extract. Quarantine flour,
pit-a-pat…

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…Australian squirearchy.
Laurels…

*

…footle. I good riddanced
but…



Fresh

…fortune-bitter. You sport
a disposition…

*

…palette knife. Turf
onto wire rack…

*

…”Cudgelling fossilized blockhead,”
she lisped…

*

…our gabber. Ultimately,
allure…



Leafless Avenue

…squall frisked you, easting.
Quiff rakish, a lip-curl.
Jaw-jaw keen…

*

…drain vestigial corn oil,
perk with scallion,
rind, juice…

*

…”You loco?” queries his wife.
“Oh just run-a-check…”

*

…trusted you’d be haunted,
The Nomads on replay…



Bridges Home

…in Crab St. Rule-book tickles
didn’t…

*

…not oatmeal. Fortify
with Quorn…

*

…history museum,
rubbernecking a colossus…

*

…I slide back the gateleg,
a torrent of Motown…




Christopher Barnes' first collection LOVEBITES was published by Chanticleer Press. He reads for Proudwords lesbian and gay writing festival each year, partakes in workshops, and co-edited the poetry magazine Interpoetry.
 
 
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