For Adam.
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Less than Tragedy
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dense remnants of sky
are crushed into exhaustion
inside neutron stars
hot pulses, i have
felt from weakness with
my concentration
energetically
behind cold matter i am
less than tragedy.
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© Ben Ditmars 2017
Canaries
gas continues choking
casualties
like lab rats or
canaries in a coal mine…
next time, there won’t be
a next time
we remember
Aurora,
Sandyhook,
Manchester,
stray bullets in
an endless narrative.
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© Ben Ditmars 2017
Photograph by Kim Stapf
Bloodshot Tanka
passion lurks behind
eyes bloodshot with cocaine and
venti-sized coffee
a lover’s spat un-swallowed
nearly choked on sweet and lows.
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© Ben Ditmars 2017
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All the Same
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you know, i try to be
objective on the pain
as if my purpose
was not feeling the environment
for cracks and fissures
caught inside
this neural net,
another fish can’t breathe
or resperate the porous salt of his
identity…
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© Ben Ditmars 2017
The Rage of Silence
comey was dropped
like a preexisting condition
falling vertically
through ash
the rage
of silence
overshadowing
my guilt as i
sought blame.
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© Ben Ditmars 2017
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Nucleosynthesis
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i think I have been lost
in something heavier
each day, collisions
with a neutron star
or solid gold;
these karats
scalding patterns
in the shape of
my carotid artery.
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© Ben Ditmars 2017
