MEN TALKING

Some men
Sit at the bar like a coaster
Waiting for hands to lay something on top of them
Is it a symptom of me
that when it comes to men
I straddle these state lines, or is that a symptom of men
that they hold to the biggest labor of blocking the property
I always liked a wall
The bonding of a warm instrument to a bucking privacy
Like a scared dog
I smash into it and become it
I smash into it and become it again
The bunker of pearling myself into an alcoholic
The bunk franchise of swirl
A thousand days into the forgotten
Forgetting a hundred thousand men
Making a list of a hundred thousand men
Pissing myself before I make another list
Selling the piss for a thousand thousand bananas
Now I’m a millionaire
I eat my wall sideways around a pool filled with vodka
I take a sip of the pool vodka
I taste the expensiveness of a limit
I realize things
I am the mannequin I dreamed of banging to a piece

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from Issue 8 of Copenhagen

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Zack Darsee was born about noon on a Tuesday. He is the co-author of From The Pocket of Agent Dickinson (Inside the Castle, 2025), a lysergic neo-noir co-written word for word in alternation with Elise Houcek. He runs Tabloid Press in Berlin. This work continues.

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