Ore Not
June 8, 2014 
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Patting back,
she listened for echo
searching for a vein
(of gold)
to the heart,
she struck a nerve instead…
©Karen Robiscoe
It Isn’t Dandruff
June 5, 2014 1 Comment
without you
I’m 19 cigarettes.
–an even dozen
(from the Baker)
99 cents,
lint,
&
a
rubberband,
>close<
but no
Lewinsky
and close only counts
in horseshoes, hand grenades,
& the beginning of horseshoes and hand grenades.
Divided
>I pick<
unknotting
thread
that revels
that reviles
that reveals
an unraveling.
©Karen Robiscoe
USDA Approved
June 5, 2014 Comments Off on USDA Approved
I wrote this in response to a prompt stipulating one uses all the colors of the rainbow–and included the agony color. I reblog this to remind gentle folk out there, that meat was first LIFE…
Atonal Pretty Girl
June 4, 2014 2 Comments
she was beautiful
her black shining face
lit up when I came in the room
framed in a slick do
she changed as often as clothes
accentuating her broad brow
she was receptive to anything
I suggested
and even added to it–
heyyyy,
Mac’ Machina….
©Karen Robiscoe
TsuMami
June 4, 2014 Comments Off on TsuMami
Mama peels back her currents
looking for spare Change
in her nethermost nooks
–her Birds forget to sing
in that terrible stillness
that smile that isn’t
toothsome reef—skinned grimace
trembling tide pools—bleed out
yaw in pregnant
protest
but
Mama Earth guffaws that buck-snorting guffaw
(inappropriate to the situation, yet eminently so)
busting belts
bursting seams
slapping life to its knees
bent double, backward laughs
“ah-ah-ah-ah!”
(demonic, you know)
gargled salt water
(for chronic strep)
quenches her own thirst
–she spits.
©Karen Robiscoe
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