Murmurations
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Visitations
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Firefly
Focus eye Green and darting At the parting Of the day. Fly away. Qu’est ce que c’est? The longing light That comes with night Hides in the morn Finds another form. Another ray, A different way To change your mind. Then you’ll find A darker patch To shine Your loping, lucky sign. So bob and jab, Twist and grab The air in tangles Through left right angles, Warm and soggy Burping, froggy Seething sawgrass. Bet yer sweet ass Someone cares How you glow the air 5/9/22 What’s in store?
Evermore What’s behind? Nevermind Leave the crippled Cankerous nipple. Follow fortune Like a scorpion, Shifting sand Hunting and Meet it’s purpose. A cycle circus. Burn it down, The sullen frown That you live in Underground. Rise up. Drink the cup Of inspiration Veneration. Spin within it. Not another minute In bandaged blanket. That boat, They sank it. Collapsed into river. Drowning, drank it, Cling to Driftwood And Floating hope To see the sea, A slippery slope 6/19/22 Archie Bunker Felix Unger Laverne and Shirley Moe and Curly Oscar, Mindy Mork and Cindy Rhoda, Mary Shemp and Larry Al and Arnold Ann Marie, Donald Janet, Chrissy Buffy, Sissy Luke and Laura Sam, Endora Gomer, Luanne Marcia, Jan J.J., Willona Benson, Mona Blair and Tudy Elroy, Judy Sam and Alice Joannie, Chachi Bobby, Cindy Brothers Malachi 6/14/20 Like a moth
To the bulb Flaps translucent wings, I hover above insignificant things. Scratching and pressing To just let me in. To bake and to broil All of my skin. Enfold me in light, Hot and blinding. Peel off the surface, Dull and reminding. Layer on layer, Tea tree tissue paper Floating on trade winds. Natural napkins. Open sores of a puzzle, Clotted and dabbed. Pink orange pustules. Maroon ochre scabs, Hissing and sizzling Dripping and drizzling, Tender for picking Clean off of the bone. Pulling and crackling, Calling me home. After the stench Hangs sour in the air, This world won’t remember My deep shadow there. The heart of the matter Let go of the care. 2/26/22 Coleonema
Drought emphysema Open Dry Cleaners Samantha, Serena Look in the mirror. One thing seems clearer. There’s nothing to fear From words you don’t hear. Follow your compass. Stray from the campus. The longer you love us, Divine the Dianthus. Oral tradition Roams far from the Mission, On burros and Horses Fexofenadine forces. Fine fragile faces Find forever in traces Of work from the past Made to outlast This mortal suspension. The portal pretension Holds keys to beyond The wave of a wand. The work of a hand Carves pictures in sand. To understand why We try and we try. 7/5/21 Walk between the raindrops. Step out from the bus stops. Catch your death, then call the cops. I’ve touched the bottom and it’s tops. Wallow in your welcome. Pluck a plinky plectrum. See colors in perfect spectrum. Powder your skin in talcum. Why waste what wills you? This scene of musty mildew Makes a pasty breakthrough. You walked in grace when he loved you. Honest, I’m a morbid cow To tell the truth, I can’t tell you how To go on breaking a broken vow, Or swallow the ache within you now. Let’s go dancing on this lovely day, Notwithstanding our feet in clay. Once was chanting, now hooray. Some things you shouldn’t have to say. It came between us, now carved in stone. The Birth of Venus stands so alone. An empty vessel once her throne. A train on trestle still wrestles to roam. Walk with me and we'll let things lie. Pull the splinters from our judging eyes 11/1/21 |
