John Pursch- Three Poems

A Silent Knot

Gloved encapsulation

myths encourage praxis.

A momentary respite

from monetary thirst.

Wings ensue in scattered

numerology of carried ashes.

Long remembered echoes

intimate diffusion dapples,

sampled blue with focus.

The Institute

Inconsequential diatribe

falls to ward room Mambo

smile-a-thons.

Thinly held cauliflower

invites a plausible

port to dinner,

kissing grated goblets.

Air enables lateral

transition lattices

of cold numeric

hospitalization.

Subcutaneous Conjectures

Hauled shocks

imagine fed cortex ease

in locked salmon calumny,

approbation parasols bespattering

pacific crossbar bricks

with philatelic symphonies

of reminiscing garcons.

It all puddles mine runoff

in myriad iconoclastic spirochetes

of creaking baryonic diverticulitis,

amply tasking stoutly atavistic partisans

with jawline gerbil geriatric

jamboree injunctions,

petitioned hourly.

The judge ganged up

on the bailiff’s skinny fiddler-in-tow

with conciliator Spartans,

pairing awfully subcutaneous conjectures

with swank collision patina glue,

flooding downtown bakery awnings

with delicately Hessian spadices

of bully Pol Pot bottled ants

and cold cut camper

factory release.

John Pursch lives in Tucson, Arizona. His work has been nominated for Best of the Net and has appeared in many literary journals. A collection of his poetry, Intunesia, is available at http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/whiteskybooks. Check out his experimental lit-rap video at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l33aUs7obVc. He’s @johnpursch on Twitter and john.pursch on Facebook.