Jeff Bagato
If you’re there
two triumph
too hard
the gates close behind
your ass
courier run catches emergency
back before the time of man
those heady days. Exit
exit exit exit exit
No one tells us these things
we take support lately
A broker on the phone
begging for business
if you’re
interested call
back
How to sell your business
clean trials
token lakes late riser
a banana in hand
you run for the bus
What awesome was
tripped this way
a screen gone too tiny
to see
derelict marks
coils
in a suit, scootering
give that cigarette
the attention it
deserves
red birds fly out of his eyes
I wish they were my
eyes get that
magic in my life
told best
chunder logos claim
nice ass
you can’t hear to go anywhere
yammer shut mince reopen
and that feeling
you get
while flying in your
dreams
made for the movies
another tale with a few
heroes battling codes
from the stars
cold codes grip
leap of faith
exciting times
Since this
list
next week we go slumming
Nowhere and Whittaker
fingers stick,
just mathematically
second hand
adding up zombies,
counting memecoins
here if you need anything.
You can be transparent
w/o being 100%
transparent
Plaster his district.
diamond. It’s all but
guaranteed
recall this dimmer
wheels pushing out
asphalt sea
chapter verse
easy lift an ocho
cannabis wild line
another child
flashed channels
matter not what they made
not talking
outline of
anything
situations where design treated
made available
to the public
Jeff Bagato produces poetry and prose as well as electronic music and glitch video. His published books include
And the Trillions (poetry), and
Computing Angels (fiction). A blog about his writing and publishing efforts can be found at
https://jeffbagato.wordpress.com.
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