TRAJECTORY


TRAJECTORY

oh my shadow author
I read it all
your magnum opus
in one sitting

read until the gears.
in my brain ground together

needed to
for any hope of an ending
that though
frightfully, delightfully
savaged i might
feel complete
have worked out
     the narrative trajectoty
of your death parabola

for this
to let every tick, spidsr
and tarantula of your telling
fill my braim with
the tough
silk of your web

not with quill and ink
or ballpoint or rattling
tommy gun of
typewriter

did you write this thing
commit to page, all
sluced and diced

but with the nose cone
of our decimation, needle
point of
    such chain reaction

that those who ever read
brain-colonized, lived
that paranoid twisted
tormented
tantalizinv tale

once that seemed
adventure to warp
                      extemity
itself
                    

COME AND GONE

COME AND GONE

the elections
have come
and gone
      see it
feel it

bandwagon upon
bandwagon
hustings, every.
shred of bunting
melring away
dissolved

     call it entropy
call it magic
call it
crazy stilted
carnival

from morning
to night the
voting lines snaking
across fields, along
sideroads down
highways
and now

night having arrived
darkness duly delivered
                     we sleep
dream
     make love

are
  transported hither

united
       together

one heart, one soul
suspension of borders
boundaries
parties, divisions

until
the Sun

great absolutist,
prime
     god of heaven

must come.
searching, scanning
for all
      outside his frame,
not in his name

not within his sphere, of
his echo chamber, subject
to
  supreme vindication

out to
unravel
all the night ravelled

lest
   a spectral feeling,
rise like a mist, begin
to hold sway

all
  (that is
said )
       must find
its way into play
as deep apparition

ghost
of
   the to come

by sublime
thinker’s stone
from
   parchment to
wall
   by key and
by code

delivered to us all
as
    sweet transformation

end
to

each tyranny of light,
masquerade
                 of same

SPEECHLESS

SPEECHLESS

you were
the one who
left me speechless

when your lips
moved
so did
the stars

the raw beauty
to skittle me
Queen Ace King
Jack Ten
top to
bottom
a flush of hearts
and many loved you
my firm
belief
they found you
untamable
but once i held
you close
    instantly
my
goddess
    beyond all space
and time

but now, when
last we spoke
it was a dark,
peverse loyalty
to
   the murderous instincts
of the tribe

whose path
        must lead
to dire inhumanity, genocide

taking the startling beauty
from those fine eyes

blind to the horror
skewed by its lies