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Cypress Point

I sit in my inner-tube
On an empty green lake,
Placid,
Flat, flat, flat.

My parted yellow hair
Makes a little
Chinese hat
Right in the middle.

The water is warm
Cheap beer, piss
On my ass and heels,
And I have nowhere to go.

The Cypress tree
Looks pathetic, like a lime
Mohair sweater
On a pale skinny girl.

A greedy turtle rolls by
But doesn't want to talk,
So I cut summer sausage
With a paring knife.

I suck my sliced thumb
And I spin, spin, spin, and
The blood tastes good
Going down with pig.

I wear big square sunglasses
Suspended between scabrous
Green backs, and his flabby
White stomach in the sky.

Karyna McGlynn is a writer and photographer living in Seattle. Her work has recently appeared or is forthcoming in Wisconsin Review, Plainsongs, Pindeldyboz, No Exit, Nidus, Poetry Midwest, Poetry Salzburg Review and Blueline. A four-time member of the National Poetry Slam Team, Karyna is the founder of Screaming Emerson Press, which publishes chapbooks by local spoken-word poets. She attends the creative writing program at Seattle University where she is the poetry editor of the Cascadia Review.

 

 

 

 


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