
‘every laundromat in the world’ by mel bosworth // safety third enterprises, 2012
79.2
this is like service-class flash
milk trucks
old men on porches
dead cats
convenience stores
like this from ‘mending’
A man who runs a convenience store
sells the convenience store
and then buys another convenience store
many miles from the original convenience store
when his wife leaves him.
not sure if i was supposed to ‘leak’ that
not sure if that was the ‘approved mp3 for posting’ or if that was like the ‘deep track’
mmmmmmmm ((sorry))
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it’s all so simple but memorable
i’m sure there’s like
a ‘pattern’
but i didn’t clap out the syllables
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this is ‘next level’ here ppl
all you future nonsensical poets
read this
b/c mel
cuts out all the “I’s”
he’s past the self-referential
and the overelevation of himself
this is true humility and service to the
art.
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am like ‘i might change this score’
am like ‘i’ve never read mel bosworth poetry/flash before’
am like ‘can never tell the difference anymore b/w flash fiction & prose poems’
am like ‘it’s all melded together like when you leave M&Ms in your car’
am like ‘what is mel like?’
am like ‘what am i like?”
but then there are these true to life situations, i mean they all are
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did mel write all these down when he’s just walking the neighbor streets
he’s also worried about trash day, pretty sure
take out yr trash mel, we’ll wait for you, it’s cool
here’s another called ‘breaking bad season 4’
The delivery man
leaves the box
on the wrong doorstep.
this like just happened to me or something, yeah
shoot these are like ‘bootleg’ mel bosworth poems, mmmmmmmmmm ((sorry))
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something is like ‘charmingly old fashioned’ about mel bosworth
like he’s doing improv in mayberry
with modern ‘sensations’
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kind of want mel to be more specific for ‘some reason’
kind of want mel to unleash some ‘opinionated fury’
and stop being so ‘blasted’ good at ‘observational skills’
this is a ‘selfish’ critique
b/c this collection is ‘worth’ it
boost mel boost mel boost