| Arsenic Lobster poetry journal |
Issue Forty-one Summer 2016 |
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| Preparations Matt Nagin Give me the hope blanket, love tornado, paragon of joy; give me the arrow of bliss, enraptured labyrinth, house of desire; I want the mansion of dreams, a sublime staircase to preposterous dimensions; give me the zenith, the pyramid, a giant of prayers; bring me Stonehenge, nightingale poems, dark particles of ecstasy; give me the boost, euphoric pill, the passion juggernaut, rainbow perimeter, another jam band dance; give me your soul—every last drop— for the night is falling around us and I want to be ready to greet the glow of the stars. |
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