After you take that step
& the next
I mean the one after the last
bridging the gap between
what you want & what you need
highlighted on the chemical map
along w/me & you & Blind Willie McTell
I saw the reflection & heard the echo
TV babies tapping out Morse code jazz
content w/the legend of parachutes & spiritual abuse
so as to hypnotize the walking wounded
It's 10 minutes to sunset
the burnt pink & turquoise sky is
turning somersaults
& you're easily dazzled
Saturday, January 5, 2019
Tuesday, January 1, 2019
The Name of the Rose
The wind backs down the tide
picks up & we're no different
Time spins to the ground
& yr eyes are sand formations
constantly shifting changing color
though if the light catches them just right they
could be mirrors
suffused in restless ocean gray shadows rippling
in pale sunlight
The mockingbird sings the same song
but in a higher register
& yr soul if it even exists
I couldn't say if any of us for certain but
something in the air anyway
besides this damp compression of tinsel mist
reaching down to rap its knuckles against the waves
or remember how someone else may have said it
& how easy it was to forget
picks up & we're no different
Time spins to the ground
& yr eyes are sand formations
constantly shifting changing color
though if the light catches them just right they
could be mirrors
suffused in restless ocean gray shadows rippling
in pale sunlight
The mockingbird sings the same song
but in a higher register
& yr soul if it even exists
I couldn't say if any of us for certain but
something in the air anyway
besides this damp compression of tinsel mist
reaching down to rap its knuckles against the waves
or remember how someone else may have said it
& how easy it was to forget
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