Jaw Jaw in Paw Paw

Alpha Centauri’s get-one-free-sun 
enginebinds ouchyheat grains of grains 
by made just once livedomes of stone on stone. 
You get dancedance food and flesh touch, 
making it the image sharp landsafe 
for the big day talk-talk 
in real time. 
You can hover-stand 
on parsec stretches of screen-bright bone grains,
sea-cleaned as silver-white 
as your promise chips. 
Or face-like spoke words
in naked water still ground-live 
to non-download sounds
of laughing soft-bells and diving light-flashes.
And why not stay for practice-downtime
to see what Alpha Centauri’s get-one-free-sun 
can offer for memory slides.
Take waveboats of breathing leaves 
to islands of slow,
splash-jump among the spiked ribs of first landing, 
or walk in the shoal woods 
as they shimsham from beatbeat runners. 
Because putting the We in Power is worth it.

John Alwyine-Mosely's poetry is eclectic (meaning "what's a genre again?"), drawing on a range of subjects and styles. His most recent poems were published in York Mix; Stare's Nest; Nutshells and Nuggets; Ink, Sweat and Tears; and Clear Poetry

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