Two poems by Mark Young

The options for Super Tuesday

Corpse painting is so
old fashioned. The
color deceives
since antitrust laws
prevent the use of
predatory design. & mounting the head
on the wall along-
side your prized
pistol or rifle has
practicality but
no style unless explicit outcomes-
based education is
employed. Who
has time to write
poetry? So meet the
dilemma, not by expostulation or
argument but with
a free sound & light
show, ambient gas &
liquid flame—it sure
beats holding a flash-lite, & firefighters can
do little else but watch.

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It’s been discovered that

a Rorschach ink-
blot has a
different in-
terpretation in
Baghdad than it
has in the
Karl-Marx-Allee
in Berlin.& much more
interesting—hundreds
of black holes hiding deep in-
side dusty galaxies, Miss
World rising above the
status of cultural
icon, an internal
coherence if one
accepts the fact that the
universe has been in-
vaded by sorcerers. The
Cold War is over. Now
military personnel are
surreptitiously laying
down crop circles in the
desert outside of Basra.

Author bio:

Mark Young has been publishing poetry for nearly fifty-five years. His work has been widely anthologized, & his essays & poetry translated into a number of languages. He is the author of more than twenty books, primarily poetry but also including speculative fiction & art history. He is the editor of the ezine Otoliths, & lives on the Tropic of Capricorn in Australia. Recent work has appeared or is to appear in Moria, Fact-Simile, The Last Vispo Anthology, Eccolinguistics, Ditch, Cricket Online Review, 3 a.m., E·ratio, Streetcake Magazine, Gobbet, Cordite, Country Music, Quarter After, BlazeVOX,& Marsh Hawk Review amongst other places.