Invisible Horse

Swimming home I hit every
puddle in town
              beneath the spinning
                              test pattern in yr eyes
& my barefoot apologies

like sunset in an empty glass
a firing squad in braille
                              a beer can w/a fuse in it
              windtunnel hymnals

poems I know by heart
                              embalmed in lipstick

Need a bulldozer to reconcile
              every dark corner
& her delicate tsunami cigarette glowing
                              at the end of the line
              when we get there
                                                drumming on the
                              wet sand & tambourine glitter
              drenched in gasoline
                                                bottled at the source