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Chicagoetry: HeavenHeaven Sometimes it hurts Yep: and sometimes Sometimes the day Like a rickety Baggage, blues, bullies, And yesterday's news, Heaving propellers Branch stems The end Dreamliner my ass. Like: an old C-130 Left. Lumbering down the gangway And cigar and what are Lady Freakin' GaGa Won't come out of the toilet And fresh bougainvillea. Lady Freakin' Madonna Baby at her breast, Guests. This morning apparently Third airport. Or the concept As of yet militantly Dining table For one. Empty of shrieking, Sometimes heaven Ever happens"), With bougainvillea No guests. Temporary heaven, hewn Like an Amish Heaven enough, End. Then you hear Descend. - J.J. Tindall is the Beachwood's poet-in-residence. He welcomes your comments. Chicagoetry is an exclusive Beachwood collection-in-progress. - More Tindall: * Chicagoetry: The Book * Ready To Rock: The Music * Kindled Tindall: The Novel * The Viral Video: The Match Game Dance Posted on July 6, 2015 |
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