beneath the new white old yellow

looking before a mondegreen lithe

motherhood in fits and starts

above below and from his death incense

mountain switchbacks the ex-con going straight

a rap a wreck drank the ticket

December winds only the blue jay

Syria snapshots the viscous silence of black and white

not voting the conscientious objector

in October too American paranoia interrupted by commercials

i love the fools love me

in Gun's Own Country a rusting sun

Autumn sticking pins in my foot

iced smile interstices lying between

be the hope you change

shards time takes rain to dry

(when? does? it? stop? this? rain?)

among the fallen one that is still green

under black flags a boy points his finger towards heaven

autumn leaves as it comes

above the wall of black suits swallows in an endless sky

lasting horse small panacea

women and children in the name of organized religion

if I don't change the world never will

Lascia ch'io pianga rain within the rain again

first cricket still discussing sunlight

between borders the hunger of stitched mouths

dead end the grip of miscalculated stars

dead silence the night grinds us between teeth

that which keeps me afloat a flageolet on a g-string

beneath the Perseids summer's last bbq

this bleeding a measure for time and birds hollow I don't echo the soil

platform of microphones the puppeteer's twitch

disarming the war orphan's giggles

"gone fishing" the sign on the confessional door

down a viscous stream | glass flowers bid me farewell

city clamor || somewhere a desert rose sprouts

cirss-crossing Abraham's sky metal despair

still gathering no moss the Rolling Stones

war zone || an ancient god's disfigured face

my death poem ~ I'll paint it with ash, asphalt and rose petals

walking a dirt road ur a fish eating History

lemon dish soap washing the lemon

among footnotes a religion flowers and spreads

waiting for a tv-box to work I wash the bedroom floor twice

in the thousand arms of Kali a late night tango

not long after the ocean who could have known

staring in the rift   the pull of my bones

where the green was red in its place

inside the ten thousand things kaleidoscope

 

barcode tattoos bringing the body to orgasm

Notes from the Gean 4

when they fall they fall as empty armors

between night and day a train of dreams and compulsion

stained glass some of the faces are mine

the lake that was where the castle stood in the lake that's being refilled

bustling city a drunk and I pause for the big picture

sleeping with false prophets I reach for a thread of sun gods

2/3 dark energy I navigate by light

in my winter coat a chrysalis chants in every pocket

lost paradise I sink through you as black rain

the day after he mows dandelions

it got here before me the snail at the summit

red after all gas shapes my beloved dispassionate

3 a.m. Eden time I unbutton Africa's pocket

since the dawn (of time) dandelions

first dandelion nothing like doing nothing

rinsing my eye a belly-button falls into the sink

the world a stone in my throat I bite into Adam's apple

keep me up at night I'll write your name with soft pencils in a camel's eye

global warming winter frogsong

this will / never (already did) change

ethereal as a free fall the echo of stars in brain fluid

before I knew I could be seen world wars

the one (spring thaw) that didn't make it

in a state of grace once again daffodils