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Friday, June 17, 2016

What's Your Metaphor?

for Bill Berkson, 1939-2016

I chewed my way thru the refrigerator
into the late & early sunlight
threaded with tinsel mist             a slow mo-
                                                            tion train wreck
                                                                            like divine intervention
all out of proportion
                                            transmitted via a telepathic
                                            call & response system
Streetlights, cars, wet
pavement from here to
ocean's edge
wrapped in a fogmist serape            better described by
                                                                 15 rhyming couplets
                                                                 written in Portuguese
If you keep real still for a moment you can
see your reflection in the
silver-green ripple sound of eucalyptus
                         which serves as a bridge between this world
& the one where you are now