the
guitar or the music
&
the sun was
chrome-plated
though fading slightly
Who
shall I say?
human
speech violet flames remnants
of
the Farallon Oceanic Plate
seaweed salad & oysters
I
had to change the oil & adjust the clutch
in
the Ranchero
a baseball bat & a
machete under the seat
(variations
on a theme)
Meanwhile
I rely upon the Red Monk Commentaries
&
other submersibles
William Blake’s wetsuit
& the gnostic
comic book
version of
the life of Simon Magus, for example
counting horses on bingo
night
as the fog
strums the barbed wire
&
rust has claimed the shoreline once again
