Three Poems

F Rations

Crippled little spheriod super-capsule
unsafe to outlive, the whole body
the WHOLE BODY of a strong people presents

you with
this

old gift certificate gene,
we trillion as one willed it

to be

spliced

into tin can F

enjoy










How Shall I Describe To You What

How shall I describe to you what

                        a life it was?

Scenes
Anonymous notary and a dog jump

ambitions, centered wholly in feats, realized
on “a grandly intimate” scale when “sailors” die
  nearby

–the dog enjoying this as extra grooming
the notary as interesting obiter dicta–

November
“Willow crowns” and “gifts” and “kisses”
  a crop of technical slang
right usage a game not worth
                                                            the
“candle”

Gaslit world where no little feet echo
abandoned for Colwynox where “playfellow” means
toe’s corresponding toe
Scenes










Kinds of Pockets

A starship laden with diapers

    what is a diaper but a pocket

yes — I guess — a kind

  of pocket

a starship laden with giftwrap.

After those

two never

another.










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Mark Francis Johnson

Mark Francis Johnson lives in Philadelphia, where he sells interesting books and records out of his small shop, Hiding Place. How to Flit, a collection of poetry, is forthcoming from Roof Books in 2018.