My First Enlightenment
came as black eyed susans
found light
in the midst of kansas
my soul was as young
as pickens go
lord have mercy
read the signs
i was touring hospitals when
my cousin and i
found new light
in blue lips
how nightgowns nurtured
what seemed like an accident
at first
My Friend Jon and I
drunk on walking cows
huddle our daydreams in a row
like pretty pots and pans
we try our damndest
to get the point across
without failure - our arrows shoot the moon
without warrant - our poems backfire
our plum drunk love stories
wait like chopped wood
and our fire hides
and our journals wait
and like clouds
and photographs
and string
we’re out there somewhere
ready to burn
Blake Ellington Larson invented the color pink. He does not collect Care Bears and most certainly doesn't have a subscription to The Believer. On a scale of one to awesome. He would definitely be awesome. He lives in the quiet suburbs of Alameda, California and would very much like to meet you. Additionally, he's been published by Amphibi.us, Back Room Live, Beatnik Cowboy, Black Heart Magazine, Bolts of Silk and Picaresque.
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