Monday, March 3, 2014

A Poem by Mike Cluff



bonsai tree
centered in mid-museum
grows alone.


main thoroughfare
a tennis shoe equilateral
to staring headlights


a bit of brick
embedded in tire tread
and burqa now slightly moist.


a pepper switch
behind the diploma
Junior never displays


jacaranda shits down its flowers
onto my freshly pressed suit, cleaned car,
I will chop it down with relish.


plywood tree house
draped in flag
confederate in nature.

Mike Cluff is a writer living in the inland section of Southern California. He is now finishing two books of poetry: "The Initial Napoleon" and "Bulleted Meat"-- both of which are scheduled for publication in late 2013/early 2014. He believes that individuality is the touchstone of his life and pursues that ideal with passion and dedication to help the world improve with each passing instance .He also hopes to take up abstract painting in the next several months.

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