11/9/2017 Poetry by Mike ZoneDan Finnen A lesson in Alchemy Han Shan on Cold Mountain sutras tumbling down ice clinks in the glass a beer for the devil whisky for me whores bring the holy wine sunset divine lunar light flesh circus of infinite sight here we all thought- we were dead in the glory of slow crawl evolution and future tense pleasure domes Khan of Ka upon present moments Ka-ka When you wish what was lost was never found fully abound madness a celebration within meditation atom bomb, you can go home now we’ve already buried the world for good false muse and me Left Jim Morrison by the sea highway haze- gettin’ to me between heaven and hell- paradise shit hysteria, drag queen lovers, reptile queens she said, all golden haired “…know-it-all, little old man who lives in a shoe. I make $35 an hour, what are you, just some warehouse clown?” I could’ve loved her once perhaps she could’ve become attached to me but we didn’t subterranean homesick blues among Shelly and Keats drag queen passenger confession genuine empathy over hash, eggs and reefer no romance but reality the internal panic- zen a flight from poetry, I can never escape ![]() Bio: Mike Zone is the author of Fellow Passengers: Pubic Transit Poetry, Meditations & Musings and Better than the Movies: 4 Screenplays. His poetry and stories have been featured in: Beatnik Cowboy, Horror Sleaze Trash, In Between Hangovers, Mad Swirl, Rasputin Poetry, Synchronized Chaos, Triadae Magazine and Your One Phone Call. He scrapes by in Grand Rapids, MI Comments are closed.
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