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Best Poems From
JARVIS BLACK
(6.26.1978)
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Untitled/Titled
I take drinks with the whore and
the wiseman
and live one thousand times
between them
i sit for tea with a shepard
and a ghost
i am awed by the insight
i dangle by a thread
over beasts and vipers
with whore, ghost,
the wise and
the flock keeper
to take witness
to write poem
when i am dead
when i am gone
Jarvis Black
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Breakage
doesn't matter
how they build the man
it's still fragile framing
and childlike hurt.
it's still a lot of hard life
or no life.
it's a world meant
to eat the weak,
and if you think
that's as rough as it comes,
just hang on tight
and
don't blink.
Jarvis Black
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Climb A High Tree and Reach For A Low Star
crawling through old books
and photo-albums,
looking for a story that might
sell him hope,
he found only eidolons
and himself getting old.
there was nothing spectacular about it.
he put a gun in his mouth
and painted a mural with his brains
across the grandfather clock
he'd bought in Germany in 68.
the groundskeeper called the police.
the police called someone else.
they took him away
and tossed him in a box
and left the blood and books behind
Jarvis Black
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Pearl
The ocean waves rolled her,
pitched her brilliant smile
so close to mine
that my heart
nearly took up fins and gills
to swim for the deep.
Her brown hips peaked
like mountains lucid
against the ocean's urge.
Oh, but who can blame
the sea,
to want her so,
to drag her to it's depths?
Oh, the desire of
earth and man.
Jarvis Black
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