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New Creations
Out in Public

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New Creations Out in Public

Brian Looney

Put some clothes on, baby.
I mean cover yourself up.
The hive, you understand,
every insect eye on you.
Cover that up now.

New creations out in public.
Spritzer if you please.
Won’t you get arrested?
Lost your fear of jail?
Got you up against the wall.

High-dive, corner pocket, black.
High-rise, piping hot.
New creations out in public.
Straight brew, double-strength.
The beans, the beans, the hill of beans,
penny for a bean.
Can’t you smell the beans?
The aroma on the loose?

New creations out in public.
Is not up to task.
Wholly out of element.
Patience fraying thin.
Twitch of eye and flesh.

New creations dark in public.
Frown is deeply etched.
Crescent craters equidistant.
Some folks call them dimples.
Tinny smiles grate the nerves.

New creations out in public.
Shifts to Savage Culture face.
Prince of Art face, worn
to smirk at dog and baby.
The dog-and-baby couple at the public park.

“Driver, avoid at all costs. Circumvent. See here, take me to some secluded spot. I wish to think away from dog-and-baby couples. Driver?” ::snores drunkenly at the wheel:: “Driver?” ::the drunk begins to whimper:: “Ah what a pity, nevermind. I’ll see to it. Relax, my lad, we will get us there, away from dog and baby, man and wife...”

The nuclear unit, bundled up, lovers sprawled atop the leafy rust-strewn field, a picture of peace, promise, virility, health and future, of living creation, blessed by the lightweight touch of a desert winter’s mid-afternoon rays. A bold sun, but innocent. Pale blue love. Should I be doing that? Shouldn’t that be me? The natural order speaks. Drive into wind.

New creations out in public.
“Wake up, driver, take me back.” ::roughly shaking him:: “Snap to! Thumbs at ten and two...looks like I’m driving you, happy or unhappy you are drunk. Have you got a smoke?”

I know I shouldn’t smoke. It is a risk to health. All those advertisements.
But I plan to cut back on my automobile time, as it too is a risk to health.
Traffic accidents are one of the leading causes of death in this country.
Traffic also causes heart disease. It’s the added stress, you know.
If I cut back on traffic, then I can smoke, and my chances at longevity
remain the same—maybe even increase.
What hazards do you embrace?
Which can you stand to lose?

New creations signing off,
follows the neon lights.



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