Category: poetry

Fall and All

Dusty Hope

Love is all

And it’s nothing

Wind falls

And waterfalls

And O nothing,


Logic cannot


Its constellations

Its contradictions.

Its fevers

Sins and lures.

Rather let its lyres

Bandy about

Act out

Hopes absurd.

Ill contains

Love’s violent wind

As amasses, quags

Bewilders and aspires.

Rather twin and spin

The mortal din

Let its tenderness

Awe and plot

Lead astray

Desire, dismay

Cavort and pray

Pettish and breathless —

Rake up

The sock.

And spin

The lock.

Edges and Holes


Saucepan on head.

Not easily acquired.

Mouth taking a bath.

Their way or highway

whatever that means

tusk tusk allow for

blinking lights antenna

loud snaps. Joy counting heads

floating in pool. Head or alive.

Calculator has history for opening windows

all on its own… External scars

prove more bird than fish.

Bed of nails. Trash in spare time. Tart lemonade.

Dump unquenched.

Not her longing.

Check back tomorrow.


Life drank.

Life it spit out.

Was still a life?

Hard labor all day waiting

your move

your move

gazelle in a savannah.

Third bottle


Joy hoped retain

road to strangeness.

Argument, the parking lot.

So long. Thanks for the colonies

fig-leaf couture.


Ham booger ham booger

out of beef.

Never underestimate

willingness. Throw under sun.

Battle of the bathing suits.

How should be worn.

Excepting fate.

Beach as the kite flew.

Jaw and cabbage.

Grief for a love with no place to go.

Empathy vs sympathy.

But I hate people.

Pink as a house.


Accidents universal.

Flesh-colored yoga pants.

Charity gig.

Towels sup up sewage

flowing in from behind the door.

Wall full of death masks

could wear a different

every 216th time.

This is the last.


Crash of car through

the garage. Colored in deep space.

A soft burning yellow.

Hid the watch as men.

Cried for their diamonds.

Devil created red sparkly glitter.

You pay for your lifestyle

in hours. Folding as

a rental rolled to a stop.

On a dark road.

Piercing the window.

By mere millimeters.

Dangerous exchange.

Of hats. Glass tears.

At swim ballet.

Machine learning.

Mortars of Coffee

Mosh Mash Fabric Collage by Dusty Hope

Swallow the flood. 

Let death 

renew creation.

Fill pump

to a ten-ton warehouse

in flurries

of mad ablation.

Every death

a surplus deal 

to salt the wheel.

Draw new maps

to enter with grim elation

flaunt determination.




O these petulant

surly immurations

angelic torments

tender flammivomous vows!

Burning through rages

wracked with empathy.

That set fire and scrub

fay threnodies divine

with a deviance for love.

Air to Airing

Restless and roundabout

grew and flew and blew 

the night for light light light. 

Flakes and stacks. The making

of moves. Puns with radicality

storming at the surface

where suffocated the horizons,

screeching with tremors

seemed to threaten allowances

counting all the way up

from less to zero.

What never fades

with wait of days

the wide wide yawns

for the wanting.

Willing to fly

as if to wait is to die.

A limbo erupts  

grave and gambling

with vicissitudes

pale pale blue

and voluptuous too

that yellow at dawn

blinding me softly.

Hidden resolves,

squeezed between walls

love taking sufferance for love

is not an untruth.

But intravehicular conduction ?

As pious is to seduction

as purity is to corruption.

And rimshots are to revelry.

My pious thanks for the bedevilry.

Dreaming in x’s

Feather akilter

the blood red fed and shed

and bandaged blue

there is no blue without orange.

A cardinal vein

a riotous spin

never fails to fly,

and pistle the whither

and amplify.

Unlearnable as the sky

yearns abaft the beam

gems and germs

forever turnworms.

Its freezing, its freezing.

But anyway stay.

Let waves through the feigns

pilgrims reign.

And pilt where drawers

come round on All Fours

for cherries lalangue

Hugger mugger

these liquid drones

for water on the knee.

Bred in a basket.

the vafrous & fulgid.

Head and sea.

Wad Squad

By Dusty Hope

Dear hands down your pants.

So the wind won’t blow it all away.

In regards to horror and sin

embraced in waves

of haunting panic

reaching for free

and the wanting to be.

The pie o my, dialed in

upsurging with overtures

pang gangs of angst.

Wending a way way

beastly balk delectation

laying waters to waste.

Plunging for runnels of love

sacred allures

staring eyes with evil

in battle for the shadowing

intubational wreck

everything open at aw heck neck.

Blame blame

sorrows deep

and put to sleep.

Cumulate histrionic habit

for rabbit that can dance

the flamingo macabre.

At sounds of a muddying

cry and nigh. Fills

the monster romantic

with incurrents coursing through.

Illure illure like an open casket

at devil’s peak

running down the wind.

Blue and thin.

Glory to performative abstraction.