Saturday, June 8, 2013

18 poets read from SGVPQ 58

Radomir Vojtech Luza



By the mustard bottle it sits

Next to the mayonnaise jar


The little pink pill

That stabilizes my moods


The happy vanilla fairy

That keeps the black cats

And brown witches away


They tell me to stay away from it

I don't need it

Bananas are more natural


But my hands shake

And my stomach tremors

Like an abused dog


The rectangular roundabout

Winks at me through the

Transparent brown bottle


The 300 milligrams of psychiatric solution

Stamped on its side


Please muscular mamma

Don't crack my creativity

Bruise my boyhood beefcake


For I trust in you

Like a virgin does a vanilla swan

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