On the dock, of the lake

The silent charming sentence
death by impotence,
Can you make sense
of unrequited penance?
A hair shirt for clubbing,
Wax drips for loving,
And if I were disembowel,
And my intestines pulled out,
Would you divine what I mean?

We sing in praise

About smoking tea,
Afloat on the azure sea,
Tasting salted souls,
The good ones crunch, you know
The stale ones stay on your teeth
Like gum disease
in the wake of memories
Rosaries on the bed post
Enemies at the gate
More dreamt than real
Yet I’m here,
aren’t I

On the dock,
of the lake,
Skipping stones between the Summers
Stealing kiss under tow
Swinging, toe touching heaven
Venturing ‘gainst wild geese,
On my rubber raft –better paddle fast!

On the dock
of the lake
Tripping my face off
Watching the mist waltz
Hearing the leaves breath
The sympathy of sunrise
Though I haven’t slept
Not done dancing yet
Perfectly formed choreographed Sun dance
“Did I make the sky move?”
Ghosts dance to their doom

On the dock
Of the lake
Move with the ripples
Make ripples of our own
Sacrifice to Venus
What she rightly owns

On the dock
Of the lake
Drunk, stoned, lied to
Left, alone, 10 blocks too far from home
Fish hooks hidden between the rocks
Glass waiting in the sand

On the dock
Of the lake
How much of the water
Am I now a part of

We sing in praise

Hail, the heavens, Hi ol’ mighty
Is this your pen I found inside me?
You wrote it all -long hand?
-never heard of white out?
Guess that explains the whole child birth’n thing,
And mosquitoes, volcanoes, disease and self-doubt,

Hail, the sacred Queen of candy land
dream shaker, magic maker,
Passion plays in oil paint
High stakes games of karmic roulette
My bottom dollar bet
Strange shaded swirls
of the hypnotic Alpha girl

So you formed a fish from clay and regrets
Mistakes, lipstick stains
Bounced checks and karmic debts
The kiln didn’t kill me
I’m just hardened with cracks
Enamored with  the intimacy of strangers
Burdened by the hangman’s tax