Tuesday, September 1, 2015

26.

The rainbow patters glitch patterns
Digital gadget pageantry, gelatous
Matrix, an indelible stench in this

Place, olla podrida, nuclear saps,
Slapstick comedy when the feline
Jumps when the fleas bite strictly.

What probability of failure could
Phony sermon pep-talks from
Two-lipped twist drill mouths with

Small beads of moisture be encaged
In reservoirs of absolute drizzle where
The points driven-home to make

One’s case before the Jury isn’t
Out—retractable tricycle wheels
I remember looking back to see

If I were being fooled, the way that
You should go ahead & deceive me
& make it public, why don’t you!

The ambient temperature of the way
Mouths move in debates, gorgeously
Absorbing sufficient reunions of one’s

Memories. Being here is a dynamic
Drag. Brain like reindeer moss.
Crumb into me, into you, heptagon

Of sensible ages this flirting dismay
Because my consciousness was a mere
Throw-in.  History never repeating

Itself. Mandrakes as “venomous spirits”
As “troops of error” so I speculate
The urn; the ashes of Omens, of

Prophecies & who do you trust in this
One-sided World? Who not to trust?
The Flatterer: He wraps wasps nests

In gold foil & scarlet ribbon. The resonance
Is infected, like the timbre of the
Voices of ruinous homes abandoned.

Who do you welcome in your life?
The Welcome implants that she carries
Is a foreboding gravitational pull,

Sentiments of Levitation; a thought
Bursts them, fluid like Time we move
Through like de Kooning paintings.

It’s true:
you can’t fall down the
Rabbit hole if you’re already in it.
The carnival continues even after

The music stops. Spacious emptiness
Loosens the gills & quiets the mind
Like a disabled telephone wire.







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