Poetry by Alan Catlin & A Brief Intermission
Blake sunflowers
illuminate the brain:
rainbow visions
of bloated yesterdays,
gone tomorrows
White Rabbit
Down the rabbit
hole after Alice:
broken looking glass
shards reflecting light
that isn’t there
Negative Light
A broken prism
reflecting inward:
ultra-violet lamps
make everything
surreal
Season of the Witch
Lava light eyes,
pupils rising
and descending
in slow motion
floating in bright red
emulsions; brain dead
in the afternoon
Alan Catlin remembers when Tim Leary was the latest thing. It makes him feel like the Ancient of Days without the beard. His latest books are Beautiful Mutants, from Night Ballet Press, and Last Man Standing, from Lummox Press.
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