Recycled Air

O Lady of the Mystic See-Thru Kimono
(glassy, diaphonous, translucent)
who’s (unclouded, flimsy, sheer)
turquoise is sapphire

is azure                   like a sea-colored stone
                                                                lifted from Eternity’s
                                                display window

Your glazed eyes & stark unbiased lips

Your mood-enchancing indulgences

understanding that it’s all the same
& all different
              non-skid green sea beach pine logic
as opposed to the atom bomb swingline staplegun
                              & black twigs doomed to mortal destinies
with a sort of Robert Mitchum Out of the Past
striving-to-be-unsung bravado
strumming the e-string of my heart

which is driven like a truck
                              over a cliff
                                                (hubcaps gleaming)