Poems on the topic: body

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Dave Bonta

Art critic

I am a dog who got hold of art and worried it I dispute the value of pieces rated as great the ridiculous design of work in a committee we who now dissect bodies and call that art a man never yet with child boys desiring a pig

Dave Bonta

Decline and fall

I wonder at the whole design of ruin evening is the same but more portable like a quiet pleasure enlightening the body

Dave Bonta

Concurrence

the honest body is wiser than any word a presence without any reply but the world no novice to concurrence it gives great content and I am glad to be so having done all my lying

Dave Bonta

Gimpy

high wind— walking backwards along the street my poor leg

Dave Bonta

Capital punishment

we go to see a man hanged for robbery I touch the dead body with my bare hand cold as silk sleek as a seed and I hear the fuddled impossibility of a heart the teeth that will never now fall out

Dave Bonta

Wild life

like blood in the body I have no real birthday I see light go through the street and dance as all men do a wild life is whole and wells up like a Lent fling abominable and rich

Dave Bonta

Self-conscious

talking about abuse I see myself served by every body the only oven

Dave Bonta

Dead town

Fleet with my word, I talk bodies out of their graves, which please me better than sitting in a dark place, not seeing. We stand and make the moon take to bed.

Dave Bonta