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Joe
My intentions are honorable.
Jay

npo

cloverleaving through the night
cleaving unto what’s right
seething is disbelieving

x


    they chickens

    , they goats

x


    don’t trust a man

    with a mustache

he said


    power

    , corrupts

they don’t kill the chickens

they eat theyselves


    neck

    , crack

bring yersel’ a Harley to heel in the bottom of the night

”   
    come to

    , parade

    , rest

Airborne refuses peace pipes and gulping exhausts

    breathe soldier breathe

    , keep the dime

    , on

    , the

    , sightpost

what’s out the tailpipe is in the mouthpipe


            one
   
    down

            five
    up

wonders “
            why not

             the Academy ring
           
            ?
           
        “

wonders “
            why not

             the Ranger Tab
           
            ?
        “


    sit

            one

    , beg

            two

coughs up angles of coal

coughs up pockets of pitch

coughs down carcoids n keeloids


    count cadence

    ,             delay cadence

    , count cadence

    ,             count

dad burned a telephone pole

tinkerbell said


    breathe

    , soldier

    , breathe

tinkerbell kissed soot   

into the bellow-bull snouts of they irish boy scouts


    sleep
            one

    , sweet

    , prince

he fought them every hail mary


    open

                one

    , your mouth

                two

    now

    ,     give me your money

    ,     paperboy

    now
   
    , say your
   
            one
   
    , rosary
   
            two
   
    , rosary
   
            three

splayed against the smokers’ tree

he got his pipes

he got his box

he strapped on his canolis and cojones

every day is a rheumy horror

every day is a cough of coal


    sit
       
        one

it is a puke of pitch


    shake
       
        two

joe coughed up the creased wing of an oil-fouled bird

x

he instructs the beardlesses

he counsels the cuntly-capped

    in right angles

    , courtlyship and

    , collared shirts

on a Saturday

sets a dime on the muzzle break, says


    shake soldier

    , don’t

    , shake

coaxes the callows in the codes of war

teaches the brightly towheads

to

    hup

    ,two

    ,three

to

    repeat

    , after

    , me

to

    fiddle

    , dee

    , dee

to

    please sir

    , make me

    , Infantry

Joe drowns yard dogs in the surf

counts the rosary

drives into the marine-grade sea

salty says “repeat after me”

x

under fifty below when he couldn’t feel a toe


    soldier, get outta that fartsack, stand your icy watch”


    after jersey city, how could it be this hard?”

    [

        lather

        , peat

        , recompense

    ]

in the beer-scum bar he saw the saw-dust girl

    they broke his back

in halogene lights and chair

    leaned back:

        “It’s our policy that you’re too old for the leadership track.”

x

married young so

he knows of other cults

of chickens, palms, sand and feral dogs

after the hurricane the neighbors gigged their frogs and bled their hogs

x

there are ‘rrangements

nina una
   
    “
        casarte
   
        , bien

    “
nina dos
   
    “
        marry a

        , marine
    “
novia una
   
    “
        why

        , the spare time
       
        ?

    “
esposa 1
   
    “
        keep it
        , clean
    “

married young so

his chicken-cracking missus

he understands

    [   

        rather
       
        , wince

        , repent

    ]

the large bed

the long days

the whiskey deck and that pig

of a bitch of a dog

the firestorm


    in a

    , #10

    , can

nina dos el papa

nina una la mama


    knit one

    , bike two

x

he rides into bat country
mile after hour after cornstalk to the barrier sands
to the reefs and cataracts and falls
he races the mosquitos
out the frog-gig swamps, and
every time that piss-warm bitch of an ocean calls
it’s a raise of the hands

x

he rolls the throttle on

he knows they ginger Irish

don’t kill the chickens

they eat they selves

[
    lather, rinse, repeat
]

    , after

    , me

]

    slap

    ,         pull
   
    , observe

    ,         release

    , tap

    ,         shoot

discharge instructions read:


    end

    , evening

    , nautical

    , twilight

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