about the author

Tyson Bley was born in 1978 in
South Africa and at the age of thirty
moved to Germany, where he
continues to live semi-reclusively
with a malignant Internet addiction.
His work has appeared in MyFavoriteBullet,
BlazeVOX, Poets of the East Village, Clutching at Straws,
Disenthralled, Kerouac’s Dog, The Beatnik, decomP,
Mad Swirl, Ygdrasil: A Journal of the Poetic Arts, and many others.
His personal blog is located at
His new book, Normal Service Will Resume Shortly,
has just been released.

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Tyson Bley

Man’s creation enjoyed the rib of augmented reality
when all sea-dwelling creatures sported a tuna haircut
when fish tank borders were cozily oppressive
with irrepressible neck ties deer made terrific sounds
Man wandered into a coconut settlement, armed with pencil nunchucks
and pants-dropping calculators
he almost died of swearing too much
the emoticons on the calculator were very primitive
Eve’s abortion paraphernalia in a leather pouch was very flashy
the amphibious blow torch swims to offspring’s demise
Satan was still a young cad and up-and-coming inventor of billboards
bus station fur coat, itinerant ferret that needed its teeth cleaned
gorilla cocaine like urn splatter
he could handpick his own snafus
a miraculous pistachio appeared at the settlement of yellow hairy
noggins in which mathematics and Wagner argued over how it was
possible to be pummeled by a taint
it didn’t have much to say
‘fat heads. fatty heads. fat heads. fatty heads.’ that was all

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