unfinished scraps
imitation flanks of blood
march in horizontal queues
across the soiled mud flats.
like an ancient dream, the hurt bodies
roll in unison
under the cows the
meat swells to a bulbous
engine of lust--
naked fragment of power
coiling into the cracked earth
the cram of cars rush like a
wasteland
images of radiation circle my
eyes and taint the edges with
the burning dust of instant memory--
holding up a can of prescience
to the light of knowledge...
...i fall into the deep invisible mirrors
walking over the darkness like a
blind god over the inchoate oceans
with no anchor and no solid ground to
scar my face on
the fields run like rivers and the
cacti cry out each time the
heavy knife
sinks into raped pink flesh
a black army marches across the
marroon earth
endless strands of blood
fractal into the near horizon
before my feet.
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sundance oceans striate over the globe
you ferment
you ripen
you follow the stream to the mouth
to the soft delta
i dream on your fingers
the fingers opening at your mouth
the sands sing
the salt water flows into my veins---
painless, like light
you dream open and wandering
like the fractaling ripples of a seascape
your horizon pulls me like the moon
gravity--pearl quicksand depths of energy
------------------------------------------------------------
luscious dreams slip into my throat
climbing over your walls, i imagine pools of blood
glistening with effervescent waves of color
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Transition(09/03/03)
A break in the blue sky
waterfall of cold breath opens like a child
onto the autumn fields
your summer comes like a hot rash--
wet and swollen and sometimes
enjoyable in the depths of heat--and
leaves creepingly, subtly, but fooling no one
yet every year manages to be gone
suddenly out the back door before anyone notices.
march in horizontal queues
across the soiled mud flats.
like an ancient dream, the hurt bodies
roll in unison
under the cows the
meat swells to a bulbous
engine of lust--
naked fragment of power
coiling into the cracked earth
the cram of cars rush like a
wasteland
images of radiation circle my
eyes and taint the edges with
the burning dust of instant memory--
holding up a can of prescience
to the light of knowledge...
...i fall into the deep invisible mirrors
walking over the darkness like a
blind god over the inchoate oceans
with no anchor and no solid ground to
scar my face on
the fields run like rivers and the
cacti cry out each time the
heavy knife
sinks into raped pink flesh
a black army marches across the
marroon earth
endless strands of blood
fractal into the near horizon
before my feet.
------------------------------------------------------------
sundance oceans striate over the globe
you ferment
you ripen
you follow the stream to the mouth
to the soft delta
i dream on your fingers
the fingers opening at your mouth
the sands sing
the salt water flows into my veins---
painless, like light
you dream open and wandering
like the fractaling ripples of a seascape
your horizon pulls me like the moon
gravity--pearl quicksand depths of energy
------------------------------------------------------------
luscious dreams slip into my throat
climbing over your walls, i imagine pools of blood
glistening with effervescent waves of color
------------------------------------------------------------
Transition(09/03/03)
A break in the blue sky
waterfall of cold breath opens like a child
onto the autumn fields
your summer comes like a hot rash--
wet and swollen and sometimes
enjoyable in the depths of heat--and
leaves creepingly, subtly, but fooling no one
yet every year manages to be gone
suddenly out the back door before anyone notices.