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Sunday, February 22, 2009

A light dust of mist filters the glare

Morning got tucked back into a
bloodred sheet of sky
tilting down now over the rusty streets
& behind yr eyes so calculated
The Cantos, News From Niman Farm
Mexico City Blues, the rainwet pavement
shimmering in the smog light

thunder riding in with the waves
to be folded in the sand there
Cisco Pike, 1971

We could be anywhere I told her
but it wasn’t true, we were here
& the smooth resistance of her thighs
rode the ripple of steel clouds

The Maximus Poems versus
The Pleasures & Pains of Opium

The lost city of the Incas
in a silver locket on a silver chain
that hung down between her breasts

Pictures from Brueghel
The Bridge
Scenes of Life at the Capital
Two-Lane Blacktop
Vanishing Point
The Long Goodbye