life as a falling fork, revisited

Jul 02, 2005 13:18

the taste of
(r)a
timeless weekend
beginning

nothing but
beginnings and
wine whisperings
peripheries gleaming phosphorescently

all smiles

an inky-eyed lizard of lines on bleached
paper
airplane
platitudes

where sound loses its source
finding it is
everywhere
everything
everyone -

each hair an ear or a
fingernail - a
stray strand of starlit
hair the air
flowering
booming into bloom
dancing to divinity tucked
under chins
under buckling knee balconies

-if it's not a movie, it should be-

needing not
kneading bread
knowing now
there is no there

all is here is all

deja view-finders found
timelessness
in the breast pocket of a passed grandfather clock
all stops
somehow further to closeness now as the
kitten paws the pause and yawns and lets lids lull
to a close

music was our intention last night
and we succeeded -
by
living

poetry was (is) never an intention
though of course we succeeded for
it
is
life

swerving lanes (lines, lives) of
newspaper inked palms
prophetically upturned to soliquial skies
whose whispering clouds
mouth these words:

"the birds fly
because they've allowed themselves to realize they
need not try!"

i close my eyes

elijah stifles a cry and lets loose a love
of laughter

yes!

the hereafter
is here after all

now!

the whimpering god of blindness
wakes us
washes us in a fffffit of whimsy and
whisks us off - we saviors of the world knowing nothing need be saved - to
gargle oceans of self and
kiss the bengaled beauty of its shores like
lips pressed to the infinite in
one
embrace like a race left unrun to
sit in the summersun and

smile

wine-dyed bones bleached by bliss
clicking, licked, tongued, overcome like a
popped
cork

reiterating decembered dreams -

LIFE IS A FALLING FORK (or a lonely glass if you will)

BALCONIES ASCEND OF THEIR OWN ACCORD TO
THE NEVEREND
TO EVERBEGIN TO BRIGHTEN
THE EVERBRIGHT NIGHTS OF NASCENCE

PHOENIX BROTHERS AND SISTERS LET US TAKE FLIGHT!
OR LET US SIT
OR LET US SOUND OUR INSTRUMENTS

OUR VOICES! OUR WORDS! OUR HANDS!
OUR CHOICES! OUR BLISS! OUR DANCE!

SPIIIIN SPIIIIN SPIIIIN SPIIIIIN

AND SMILE!
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