Not Flynt At All
Her face was far too rouge.
Which leads to the neighborhood
Not much. I guess I could repeat
To beg. Shit, bruh: been to Venice
Frankly. Honestly, though, with
Courtesy of someone darling. When
poet sang, drunk
the ocean is out there.
let us burn the bills.
the ocean has bills, too.
i doubt no train will
Benny Biesek has contributed to Dead Snakes, Kernel Critic, Mirrors Magazine, and Sick Of The Radio. He perseveres with the Six Nines Haiku Project while assisting with curating readings at the Poetry Church in San Luis Obispo, California.
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