John M. Bennett

Clotgo

dug p hone g
rip p hew st
and f law f ile
fes ter schrift
the gu ts tv im
pailed ah t
rouser s tun g
ah ,uh s pitty
flrag clottered
on yr facial f
loor yr sh
oulder drug a
cross








See s

s lat hum ping in
flor esta nuk kid
whack a cr
inchge greasing
,brank shorer fl
ots ang ula ch
orter than yr
“leaderchip” a
bumblet ch oke a
d rip bo om litt
ering off yr shirtt
a p lunge in to
the tock ick soap
an g agging
sheye




Surv

s can the mooat
raw t the seemp
trab t the shodder
speem an droobp
yr flang the sprad
the coolerk sods
the camb er m
ates the dead ton
guek the t rouble
gr illing t he ran
cid bio peedback
th rum mbing
down us “all ”’’s a
quest ionnaire
smeart wit fec E




Eent

preep an brap an
bolp an cunder
pa st yr
chewborn in to
the silencet th e
strunging of yr
seat re plied a s
hotter shart a
tramb o burning
line c lubincht yr
my stragging
floot – long g
lowered hamd
threading thru yr
face




Coif

b lot wat ch
g nat c rock
bing k nipble
w here yr f
oot f rinks a
cambofrag a
g runting
glosso lalic
ten t poole st
eaming in eh
mor nink gun
yr f lung
chop hair
.age an yap
wit h me a
hunh en
lapser ,eat
the blurning
c om b o




C hum

bus h kn ack an c
aw phleg m m
cukey slab burr
dripbles out the
fridgedoor like yr
pandty su it yr
mouldered dun g
sc alp fermly piss
told in the ra gs
you bli nd yr“self”
wit .sungk an
newt ered ,rapd an
gna ttered
,claownd an d
rugged a cross the
st age a toot hless
sm ear t t




De bris

d ankgst me foo lery
me edchging o ut
the f ram et o
cumulick o c hee se
logs droppt f rom pl
aneus d ander voids
,p lunger c rowd ,foc
o neck be gun di
vest s traps k not
ted in yr mea t bow
l ick the sky lic k the
d ust yer no thingk
lreft




C hew

pbreak the clus
terd shoret the
burbles dancing
on the l ip wha t
shurt defrays w
ha t orn tat t
ers in the sou p
my cha la cri
tters shaving in
eh mudty mir
ror horf hor f
just down the
froat fruit c ram
jus t blin kink in
the bo mbs an
rain of me at an
me tal




Hum p it

clan g the ank
le mor low k
chafer suit tha
t’s the c ris p
lung ox b alling
thru your soup
sneeze w

rap the thr
oat you sh
are yr th
umb g list en
p lage up an
cl own the
foot




Pito

b list er , f
umb ler ,c
hanger d rat
the ho t sun
g head ache
y r foot ling
toasty

breep an cr
umble ,h am
sh ort it ch
cult ure
dropped int o
the so re y
ou wistled




C hug

junk a head a
soot a bread
shorts a ga
soline thrick
ens in yr a ir
the empty
sevens h ub

c ount yr mo
ulded fac e a
cheese cr ease
a tan k d rip a
fueler gamb o
led in bide yr
floor




Sud

odd wh at gr in
s wha t drub
bles through t
he soap breath
y r s tool dr
inking c off ed
the ladder sp

elt wittle para
greaseds was
he d up quib
bled .c hewed
yr laundry sm
ouldered b laze
d the g ate t he




In your

c hung locker han
d inky smoulder f
un ,bake yr sh
ooter in the trunk
a ah haw rot an
reek !p age of
growth coughed up

s pore chan the
cupe fornature
,odd the slangnail
in yr flolling hip ‘s
a sleeve no ds a
muter hum
drinking at yr face




Blug

saw nap kin w
allow saw ah
tempid throaty a h
gnaw whispker in
the precinct me
eting like a gor
esot or a c lamp

the blulb
nexplodes the
busht redores the
knlack inhales the
boot f ills wit blood
your shaper cl one
asp irates a logust




Boot loo p

s tub an boo t a n
l ink an bee k an
ah ang dusty
throw g all
stummered in ,yr
flogo sh aimed
yr c

onch c ouch g
lovy nor a sam
pled gbun a f one
a f lank a fistoiler
f lushy wit yr shu
ddert bug name
,of “it”




B ang

jumpk b lath er
foamy one o
sinkle o b lame
gunt .f og yr
shoe an lispatory
chlease plit
cuspid neck

kid crlowning in
yr bluggy shorts
o yak it back o
stumble moonly
poured the half
lot dbog house c
rash into a plost




Gunts

the do or h all lon
g leaks the s te
ps a f lame the
ha t lis ps acr oss
yr eyen a too
tache ah bloody
whistling as the
wa ll heats open
stru mming see
king ca ked with
air an “b rains”

wave wav e wa
ve w ave wav




Sgub

deads bugs read s
lugs head c hug s
nur lope a g rash
hat muddied in yr
loot an st ains eat
the shirt fogo nap
boot mu d rubbed
the cra wled door
the said dugs the
bred tugs the red
bugs




Guns

s nag b each wee d
fac ial gl are ha w
h aw spu me an so
ck lis t s lipped re
side the boa t I
slept an lept ,puzz
led with a s tone c
rawling in my sho
e sh ift the ice
cubes in yr h at ta
p loy .s aw the
long thin nod the
gr easing of my c
hee k the nest led
li nt between my
fin gers w here the
to war s teams
way out th ere on
la nd




Baw

stung the nap up
an yr suit ah hin t
c luster fleb in
aceous an yr crus
ter blreeding in t
he dust nor age n
or rain them bread
ers squirming in a
buck et ymologous
to ya w tinkling in
the chili bowl

eat the whap they
said you coleslaw
thick an darkening
in the sun