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Past Tense: Prose Poem

Who Drives You to the Page Prompt: the big Bukowski

Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

but it seemed like
there were times when rot
waited like a streetcar
at a signal — Bukowski, “lilies in my brain”

When I discovered my desire
was held hostage
ransom note
in pieces
from old car antennae
I lost that too



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J.D. Harms

J.D. Harms

Former hairstylist, perpetual philosophy student, swallowed by poetry, writing, ideas