Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Beyond the Saturation Point

Palm trees hovering like divine scripture
begging for more as if it was the only way to pinpoint the
exact coordinates that will transport us to the
here & now

      A norteno accordion tuning up under water...

            Sheet music fluttering in the breeze...

                  Samuel Taylor Coleridge / Pacific Gas & Electric

      Any meaning other than it so encumbers recognition
      like a red Corvette driven straight off the pier

            "There's more concrete in the world than there are good waves"

I was spilling the last glass of water in California
translated from English into Japanese into
Arabic into German into Klingon
& back into English

"It all makes sense if you stand back & look at it from a distance"

A tangle of mist laying flat on the wet sand at the water's edge

It was like walking into an old time revival meeting
drunk off my ass
with blood on my hands
& a song in my heart
("Backwater" by the Meat Puppets)