a Godzilla versus Ecclesiastes kind of a day
phantom tears in the
mirror-image eucalyptus
gravel in the tequila for
Iron Man, Ahab, John Donne,
Mustang Sally, &c
―a Tarzan meets Predator situation
with a four barrel carburetor,
flowmaster, dual glas-paks,
the left hand of God,
& a bent moon
There are lights on the pier the
exact color of a 40 oz bottle of pacific steel
These are the days of magic fire-wheel-type
indifference,
shaped like a sealion cigarette
set against an apple-red sunburned horizon
you can trip & fall over
if you’re not careful