& Other Passages from Paradise Lost

Despite a hint of diseased feet
Our voices were a modulated blackness

Clustered against
What we thought what we felt was

Denver’s hallucinated sky
& so Dante entered a womb in cobalt winter

& died like an animal still inside it
I thought it was crass

But I still think it was art
We pulled into Cactus Car Wash—

A disco ball swirling in a sea of pink light
& love was just this strangeness—a piccolo

We practiced in the midst of occult delusion
Our poetry was in vogue, someone sd,

Simply because there was no such thing
As distance faltering in real time

The next town was 90 miles away
& our hearts were lions’ hearts

Beating in a zebra’s confusing mouth
That night I dreamt our eyes

& our tongues boiled in our skulls
That I fought you for the wheel

Raymond Farr is author of ECSTATIC/.of facts (Otoliths, 2011), & Writing What For? across the Mourning Sky (Blue & Yellow Dog, 2012). His chapbook Eating the Word NOISE! was published in February 2015 by White Knuckle Press. Another full-length collection of poems Poetry in the Age of Zero Grav is due out from Blue & Yellow Dog Press in 2015. He is editor of Blue & Yellow Dog.

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