prints (20170412)

you left footprints
in the folds of my gray matter
no waves to wash them away
an eternal shore
like the moon
without air
without water
only the roar of the ocean
and the crisp
outlines of your
shoes
——

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Day 12

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fragments of peace (20170410)

paper mâché jesus
angel composed
entirely of dried ivy
stuck to a stone wall

jesus comes apart
during a soft drizzle
collapsing into smeared
classified ads

a dry santa ana
picks the angel apart
one leaf at a time
leaving withered veins
without blood

——

for
dVerse ~ Poets Pub
Quadrille #30: drizzle

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Day 10

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the scratch in the record (20170408)

the phone rings
and my words
are pressed down
stoppered between
gut and tongue

you say hello
and that you want to tell me
that you couldn’t remember
if i had received
the card

i assure you i have
and we hang up

the phone rings
and my heart
is pressed down
wedged between
sharpened bones

you say hello
and that you want to tell me
that you couldn’t remember
if i had received
the card

i assure you i have
and we hang up

the phone rings
and my throat
clamps closed
crushed under
a drunk’s forearm

you say hello
and apologize
since you know you’ve called
(didn’t i)
and that you want to tell me
that you couldn’t remember
if i had received
the card

i assure you i have
(please don’t apologize)
and we hang up

——

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Day 8

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six views of silence (20170406)

the air doesn’t stir
or ring

you look my way
and pretend to smile
but not even a whisper
passes your lips

like dropping a pin
in a vacuum
no tinkling chime

oppressive and heavy
being mummified
wrapped in heavy wet bandages
soaked in eucalyptus
hard to breathe and move
but harder still to
want to move

your laughter is a ghost
hollow and absent and see through
and everywhere at once
and all in my head

horses spin
a sickly pantomime
the calliope
rests in ruins
scraps of metal tubes
black and white keys
broken wooden legs
discarded brass ring

——

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Day 6

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the meek (20170405)

black blur on red bricks
this spring day
heats up like summer
and you and your kin
warm yourselves
and scatter yourselves

i have seen more
of your brethren
in one year of heat
than in a lifetime of
cooler years
and i wonder
if this a new age
of dinosaurs

these ones will be tiny
and won’t fly
and won’t have feathers
they will have scales
and eat insects
and inherit the earth
and i hope
they are kinder to the bees

——

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Day 5

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meditation (20170404)

close your eyes
open the third
sulphur yellow swirl of sparks
like a limoncello candy
a galaxy dissolving in the cosmic mouth

we are all suckers
under the tongue
of a laughing buddha

you better hope

——

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an elegy to desire (20170403)

here lies lust
whose blood has
turned to rust
decaying bones
a powdered dust

remember the fire
in his veins
bore you higher
than any snow-capped
mountain spire

what an art
was seduction
the saddest part–
he had no
beating heart

——

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Day 3

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