<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "><i>from</i> NOT TIME<br><br><div><br>Remember the name of grandeur’s fortune, <br>Keenan. Your fortune one day.<br>
Keenan, the name of grandeur’s fortune one day.<br>One day it feels like we do mock it.<br>It feels like you want to rub your thigh<br> not even to mock it,<br> not even to mock your sight.<br> Option 8 is a bullet, F8, F9<br>
A predator is one extreme end of a group of positions,<br> he does not like having blind spots<br> in his imagination,<br> or horse eyes, or gem-like parents.<br>He had to hear 9 people’s counsel, from which<br>they had their birth. Persons of this type say,<br>
and that type say, their candor.<br>The penalty for injustice is according to disposition,<br>I keep cutting this posture back<br>into a sinking knuckle, deep breathing,<br>bitch’s response, I don’t mind.<br>When you talk about belief<br>
in the feeling of production, land a beat at the gate,<br>a whole excessive fear of failing my meaning,<br>there must be a knee hand ball joint<br>to respect. She was pleased, I believe,<br>with how death arrived<br>the telling of production, skating off<br>
into a production place. Don’t worry,<br>your name won’t represent your actions:<br>in fact, I’m writing people’s names less<br>the more I know them. That’s to Keenan:<br>because I am distracted.<br><br><br></div><div><br>
<b>Lauren Levin</b> is from New Orleans and lives in Oakland. She edits <i>Mrs. Maybe</i> with Jared Stanley and Catherine Meng. Her chapbook <i>Flaming Telepaths</i> just came out from H_NGM_N B_ _KS; another chapbook, <i>Not</i><i> Time</i>, is forthcoming from Boxwood Editions. Some recent poems can be found in <i>Try</i>, <i>Mirage #4/Period(ical)</i>, and <i>Rabbit Light Movies</i>. </div>
</span><br>-- <br>RealPoetik<br><a href="http://realpoetik.blogspot.com">realpoetik.blogspot.com</a><br>