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The Literary Groong - 02/02/2019



    And so I wrote, aimless in my search
    Rummaged in the attic of equuuations
    Disciplined trails of prepositions
    Unsolicited expositions of windy woes

    The quatrain roams in the midday sun
    Manhattan
    There is honking with that train
    Son

    The bustle, cold slap, fuck you muttered,
    Garlic breath, shit stick shoes remarked
    A book under the armpit of Sun Life
    Building a future rampart orgy death mask

    The piano plays muffled, bar girls sit legs apart
    I have a name, give another, rattle a number
    Speak of mama, her shawl, her hair pale as pride
    They think easy mark, drifting dripping beer can

    I think naked breasts, uneven, one nipple hairy
    What a drag, dark bush, skid marks, blood shot
    Eyes that sparkle in a Sunday Park, daddy, daddy,
    Skates, snot, mittens, red dots, woolen hat, dog.

    We interrupt this program
    To bring you this breaking news
    This program broken news interrupt
    We apologize, corrupt, cropped

    Correspondents standing by
    Our correspondent, heels high
    The field mouse, the guilt house
    The gutter, stand by: Queue camera I.


    Bedros Afeyan
    Pleasanton, CA
    12, 1, 2018


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Dr. Bedros Afeyan is a theoretical physicist who works and lives in
the Bay area with his wife, Marine. He writes in Armenian and in
English and also paints and sculpts.

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