Photography Poetry

The Grapes, The Grapes


The macrame pancreas
Ride, ride the macrame
Ride ride

A baby becomes a human shield
All that spinach goes to waste
An owl in the broom closet
Singing Civil War
Johnny comes munching bone again
Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah

It’s no use baby
You’re not the chick you used to be
I want the tropical rainforests

Dominate me
Make me feel like Pat Boone
I want the grapes
The Cossack girls paint the station purple
I want the grapes
I need the grapes

(c) 1991, 2014, Jim Lemanowicz
Photo – “The Grapes” 11/11/2010, Florence Ave Beach, Massapequa, NY

All rights reserved

By Jimmy Lem

Things in my head that make it to my fingers

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