Friday, April 12, 2013

Chinese Take-Out

Clouds in the mix…
somebody’s neat idea
so that later we get rain
& abalone shell ear-rings

(mother of pearl)

& chop suey w/a Spanish accent

            Joanne told me, “You have 4 voices,
                        but you should have at least 8,
                                    & one of them should be mine.”

 “That out of three sounds be frame, not a fourth sound, but a star”
                                                                              ― Robert Browning

(A damsel in distress drifts past, unseen, 
her sad tattoos & pedicure,
3:45 p.m., back of Taqueria Vallarta, knowing every step
including the slide & pivot & exactly where that might take you)

                        “From the beach take Ocean Street & turn
                        right on Wipeout Avenue
                        we’re halfway down the block on the right”

ventriloquism, Elvis the Revelator, & Bolinas gas money
―these things still have to be sorted out somehow but
the day just got away from me…

            Voices in the palm leaves
                        crooked sunlight
                                    bending in through the rain