Liquid Evening

It’s a clockwise boogie,
That slow apex stumble
never-ending pull of
Heart-string resonance
That chainsaws lust
From a bottomless bottom
And gets us asteroid twirling
Into black matter madness
As we drink rain, spit fire
And find excuses to continue
On this twisted carousel
Of mistaken madness.
Lets just hope it slows down
…Or speeds up
So I’m not as dizzy
Next time we meet.

                        

 I'd stare through salt-blind eyes

at a remote fragile sea.   I'd roar.

I'd make the skeleton of grief.

I'd roar like you, unreconciled sea.

–Robert Winner

The Long and Lucid Night

the internet rumbles 

of a downtown menace

as entire cities are slurped up 

in an elsewhere storm

and I want nothing

but to smoke cigarettes 

into the night 

and scribble my lines 

down the length of your legs

No longer speaking

Listening with the whole body

And with every drop of blood

Overtaken by silence

But this same silence is become speech

With the speed of darkness.

–Muriel Rukeyser

I compost, uncaptured.

Porous sunshine sulk.

The world keeps wakening

Elsewhere.

And out there 

there must be someone

who cares