imperfection continues on perpetually
to continue              the melody
life splits                  faster than scissors
probing the moment
then floating it
slurping the air        we grow large
then small
at the all-u-can-eat buffet
with Tim                   Jeff and Peter and Michael
none of this               is visionary
the lips                      are heavenly
I am bad bad            another Circus! Circus!
& naked
German ladies          in their 80s
a piñata                    of old flames
an old bottle             of cocoa butter
to ooo and coooo
in the shao lin heart
of the people’s poetry

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Marcus Slease was born in Portadown, N. Ireland and moved to Las Vegas at age 12. Currently he lives in the Docklands of East London and teaches English as a foreign language. His latest book is Rides (Blart Books, 2014). Recent poetry has appeared, or will appear, in Similar:Peaks, Glittermob, Prelude, Queen Mob’s Teahouse, Toad Suck Review, Map Literary, The Atlas Review, and theNewerYork.