Almost

I awoke copper clean

The canvas still filled with wet dreams of alligator

A remote dusting of wanna believes

Humming and strumming webs into a golden-eyed lunacy

My lovers climbing up over the brow of her wall

Stone white pages 

like lucifer emerged

This day like all things

Womb from death connected

A great glass bird

Pulling up to my nest

Protected through angled plasticity

Gray in sea  

Fish infested coral lungs

Flopping over the airless prairie

From my swallowed tongue

Books were being thrashed

The fires breeding godly monsters 

Burning sweetly

Angel new Navajo revenge

All eyes have changed

I can see that now

The colors completely new world

Shining mental recesses

Essentially the sea no longer necessary

And yet a vital purge cannot disregard such a hole in the wing of sky

So let it wring 

Din the sails of tomorrow

I’ll be there

Flapping come love jaw ecstasy

Adrift in some other slim Havana

I’ll toss out my casual glances

Shake out the old arthritic pictures

Bucking magnetic bonds

Stumbling from crib to lead frontal cortex

Can you believe

 

I look outside and see an old soul limping

I am reckoning in the holocaust of his stilled face

The shadows of course are lingering there

And like the wind that bats at my door

I am morning stoned and wondering what Saturday's kirk will prove.

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Saturday beguiling my wings taped to my eyes... so that, I may have to look out of my alcatraz...chewing some screws of fresh green mountain and listening to the tuna tell his tale.

[Perdition]

You are having quite the delicious Saturday aren't you: Thanks for rupturing and opening up the center of my internal burning of wealth and remorse!

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[Alisa Js]

Happy New Year across sea and land....

How utterly interesting It is that you and I have both written pieces that mention not only a day of the week, but two days that follow each other...


Hmmmm...wonder what the Freudian significance is? As they both appear to have a small autobiographical feel to them, just a tad. Just sayin'

...or perhaps I have completely missed the mark and your poem is so stunning, I haven't recovered yet...either way, it was most enjoyable.

Sending you thoughts of everything amazing, always...

Alisa. ;-)

[Perdition]

As always a pleasure to have your company here and thank you so much for your wonderful insight Hawaii! Hawaii!!