PLEASE HELP BLUE PRESS STAY AFLOAT

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Or so I’ve heard

A deep white blue haze
incandescent
translucent        an orchid made of galvanized steel
                             & beach glass
                                                      doused in gasoline
                    offered to Our Lady of the Vanishing Point
wet sand
bottlecap                    leaning against the seawall
morning glory                                  putting a dent in Mexico

We defy gravity but that doesn’t mean we don’t fall
continuously
                        just to convince ourselves that we still exist
sort of

broken hearts, pocket cemeteries, torn pieces of black silk
tumbling in the shorebreak
                        as the wind shifts & the lights come on
                                               & we tiptoe thru the kelp grove
like a tractor             hauling a 20-ton blue valentine

waltzing Matilda all the way