“Modernist Beginnings” by Bernie DeVille

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Apologies.
I can’t distrust adjectives that much.
Grace Omnipotent Petrified Toxic Bewildered
Sorry Ezra. Sorry Ernest.
I hope there is a Spanish bar
up there where on the cracked
leather and wood stools
they allow you to smoke hand rolled cigars
as you sip and enjoy the silence
of being soothed.
Civilization died in the teeth
down at the mouth
the old best for bitch of loneliness
hardscrabbling for elusive grace
on the killing floor below.
I’ll hold them for you if you need them.
Adroit Friable Voracious Strident Zealous
Taciturn.
That’s the one you can keep for now. Taciturn.

-Bernie DeVille

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