Frothy Landscapes from David L O’Nan


photo by Fred Postles (cc)

first published in Anti-Heroin Chic (February 2021) Issue 19.

Frothy Landscapes

There is a mystery behind these frothy landscapes
With millions of milked wintery gusts
Left battling the leaves in the wisps of ghosts in the Autumnal atmosphere.

Years repressed in the straitjacket
I’ve been waiting for your resurrection
I’ve been waiting to pick the cherries
After your nursing home crucifixions.

The loner from the wrong land
Can’t find his shadow anymore
The loner is on the tracks
Invisible to the trains
With hemorrhages to the sound.

You’ve been many strangers
You’ll always have your lasso
To pop the bubbles in the cowboy’s dirt
They’ll always scatter your puzzle 
Where your broken heart will swarm your disappearing mind.

And when you finally breathe
As your last stranger
Your best strength was your secret
That nobody even tried to decipher in the blizzards. 

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David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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