Rumble Fish

An ongoing poetic experiment into the life and experience, to record thought processes with integrity. "A poem a day keeps the darkness at bay." If you want to ask me a question or comment, e-mail me at bokopny@pugetsound.edu. My name is Austin Boston and I'm from Las Vegas. Thank you.

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Morning Koan

Chem trails, jet engines,
dystopic fields
of Kafka.

Dream-forests,  B-cup
breasts and erect nipples,
golden hour.

The Mystery, the
mystery, marking
my schizophrenic

steps, onwards, upwards,
wayward, two words--
The Mystery.

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