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tony is thinking that green is the new black
tony is imagining a stem in his forehead
tony is sprouting starfruit

tony is dancing with an architect to the music of ionic columns

tony is capitalizing the second letter of a full sentence
tony is confusing the cat on the bed by standing on his hands
tony is fattening himself for snakes

tony is daddy to a bush baby’s mama
tony is sleek in the rain
tony is privately closing a library door
tony is cracking under pleasure

tony is singing "oh atlanta" to a snow globe

tony is your best friend

tony is your dangling participle
tony is a black male of indistinguishable height wielding a gun
tony is a blonde hottie with a mole on her right temple

tony is pastor of the right temple
tony is a right living cowboy
tony is the right wing of a left flying duck

tony is stringing together unrelated words
tony is throwing dice under a shower of scorn

tony is a social network anchor
tony is a reclusive ringleader
tony is a refusenik twenty years late for martyrdom

tony is naked
and running as fast as he can
toward you
in case you are blind to his own nude need
and hoping you’ll accept him anyway

tony is trying to think of what he could say
to redeem himself right now

About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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