Friday, December 13, 2013

One for Odysseus, Elpenor, Tiresias & all the boys down at the shop

What goes here is now gone
a fleeting memory if even that
mid-morning sunlight slanting in thru the
asian pear tree
yellow leaves that
have their own light
as I’d like to think we all do but
wait until after midnight

hibscus chrysanthemum candelabra flashlight

All it takes is a slight push
the city sliding into the sea from whence
w/torches lit we return

shadows disperse & reconvene in a parking
lot near the beach

& though the tide may carry you away
it sometimes brings you back again
blinking the salt water out of your eyes
staggering beneath the neon glitter of sunlit mist
dragging yr knuckles through the sand