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Chen-ou Liu, CA
 

 

 

Senryu

 

I kneel
before the stone cross; a fly
wringing its hands

 

 

again, he waits
in line to buy Super 7...
new moon

 

 

guests long gone…
debating over the price
of the gift

 

 

subway station...
all ears are covered
with headphone sets

 

 

her thigh prints
on the waiting room sofa
two watermelons

 

 

Buffet King at dusk
enough on your plate
yes, divorced and broke

 

 

an eagle's
shadow circles me...
chicken dinner?

 

 

catwalk models...
rows of middle-aged men
sit quietly

 

 

rewriting poems all day
a voice sounds like my own
yelling, Enough!

 

 

from hymn to hymn
the Sunday sermon takes
the shape of her face

 

 

Easter morning:
sunlight reflected
from the wine glass

 

 

deep tissue massage
what happens between
the poet and words?

 

 

Fine Art Gallery
full of still life paintings
her bouncing breasts

 

 

immortal through cloning…
he wonders what to do
on a Sunday

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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