Category: Aaron Belz

by Aaron Belz

When you emailed me

with news of my failure

in my chosen vocation

it left me confused

but also rather sexy-looking.

I slumped on the couch

in a daze, and my hair

was messy in an intentional way,

because I had volumized it

with Matrix Essentials

Foam Volumizer.

My beard was also volumized

with a vitamin enriched formula

that nourishes dormant roots

with essential nutrients

so that I looked like Walt Whitman

after he had walk’d along

the beach under the paling

stars of morning.

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by Aaron Belz

There’s no I in team,

but there’s one in bitterness

and one in failure.

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by Aaron Belz

Hopkins Palindrome

I caught this

morning morning’s

minion, then gushed

glossolalia thus:

“Suh tail a loss

olg deh sug neht!

Noinims gninrom

gninrom sihtth!

Gu aci!!”

Famous Palindrome

My girlfriend has a freaking weird name:

Eman Driewgnikaerfasahdneir rigym.

Two Utah Palindromes

Utah, I hatu!

We HATU, Utah. Ew.

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by Aaron Belz

What’s interesting about you

is the unique ways in which

you fail to distinguish yourself.

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by Aaron Belz

I was reading about rationalism,

the kind of thing we do up north.

Now I will make a sound for you to hear.

A sound without a mouth.

The sound of water rushing over trees

felled by the zealous beavers,

look up and it’s suitors, applause,

it’s fast-forward into the labyrinth

of my red dress with blue leaves

and lemon lilies—the one you bought for me—

sounds rising up now and then from the valley,

a hammering, intermittently a dog,

mid-afternoon the sound of weeping in the hall

woke me…hurried steps on the stair, and a door,

on the steps across the street a teacup of flour.

Three mismatched linen napkins folded below it—

the tiers of sugared pastries: angel wings,

cat tongues, and little kiwi tarts;

let’s consider the dark, how green it is.

let’s consider the green, how dark, with the rocker at its heart.

You are like a rich man entering heaven

through the ear of a raindrop. Listen now again.

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by Aaron Belz

The acronym

we’re going to use

for Tuberculosis Day

is TBD.

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by Aaron Belz

In a given situation

Your objective should be

To act as much like yourself

As possible. Just imagine

How you would act

And act that way.

A good rule of thumb

Is, try to be similar

To who you really are.

But keep in mind

That there’s no way

To perfectly replicate

Yourself at all times.

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