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If timewere my lover,I would never be alone.butShe said let’s just be friends. and soas things go, I grew old and time stayed young.When the end came near,she parted ways with me.I no longer needed a friend like herand she no longer needed me. Still, as I close my eyestoContinue Reading

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Foot stomp, run your mouthfeel-bad confetti romanceturd terrorismin vast Delhi garbage heaps:peeps burned, scrounge to earn livings. Gerard Sarnat has been nominated for the pending Science Fiction Poetry Association Dwarf Star Award, won San Francisco Poetry’s 2020 Contest, the Poetry in the Arts First Place Award plus the Dorfman Prize,Continue Reading

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The sun glints a wicked lighton the whitecaps today. the landline shimmers,the quivering mouth of a lovesick sailor who keepshis girl’s likeness folded up and pressed to the inside ofhis cheek like chewing tobacco. the fabric of my dress clings tothe shape I make, long like a breath arched likeContinue Reading

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For 7th time (so far)in a half-centuryGer was spoiledBy pleasureGetting toTake boy/GirlchickTo sportsStore toBuy 1stMitt,Bat. ThisRoundHelmetsRequiredFor T-ballOtherwiseSame oldRules apply:Kid’s love ofEquipment isMore importantThan perfect fit. Flashing back toMy mid-1950’sWhen choosingYour originalSlazenger’sRacquet toPlay tennisSarnat wasSmitten atSight by itsRainbowColors. Gerard Sarnat has been nominated for the pending Science Fiction Poetry Association DwarfContinue Reading

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Long-haired Apollo sits with legs splayed outin perspective slant, upright bass in hand, pluckingsteady, mooded, sweat beading his pulsed temple,beating in dissonant tones that wrap deftly over, around his triple knotted fingers, doting on thewide frequency which sounds through the blackas one would on the brow of a lover. HeContinue Reading

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To kiss open your mouth Don’t mind me, swallowing Teeth from the shallow Bowl of your mouth Tonguing for Nerve bundle berries Coiled tangles of your throat Inside of you is so dark I can barely make out the purples of your pink Small intestine I’m sorry I can’t sayContinue Reading

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I felt itsomewhere behindmy eyeswhen I wokeup that I’d be lateto work.I had a bad dream –I’ve beenhaving bad dreamsthe past few nights,but in this oneI was aloneand confused. When I wokeup I also felt aloneand confusedbut then I movedmy foot slightlyand I felt Sarah’s calf,warmand firmand still. Whenshe wokeupContinue Reading

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i am waiting for changeas the bells of the abbey blow across centuries/as smoke fills the nostrils/as lake ontario rolls over and plays dead/ i am waiting to make a telephone callwith a dime that will never workand still not understanding how wiresspank the sky/how any mountain willnever fall down/howContinue Reading

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some sleep carries dreamsto a far heavenI watch them rollbeneath your eyes sandsperched in dunes, trailingbroken chimes. the flower moon seesyou in your bedon a forest floorwhere moss makes barksoft. Arms folded, youcatch leaves from theblanket wind. sleep finds you withoutdreams your face turnedto the trees still standingsome nights seaContinue Reading