Friday, August 15, 2008
GOOD EVENING! I’M COMING
now we have a number and still no address
we’ll be old before, well we’re old
a bluebird on my shoulder said you’re mighty brave
I have a clear shot at your eye
it was at that moment I began to understand
the incoming signals, the materials
the boot, the dog, the cries of heresy, the cleaved shield
months of diphtheria, the sounds of the aviary
who am I getting floral for in this foldout chaos
the packaging is just the packaging
since we learned that it was only chloroform, the dane
his ammo belt bequeathed to an insomniac
but I can stand next to the tree, the tree the guard tower
and the scalable lightbeams to where they all wait
each an approximant, a clause in the fractious nutshell
when I don’t listen is when their accusations creak
I will tell you in several ways the several ways in which I am
passionate, roar, build wheels, cave in wharves, my hull
resist all polyphony as unromantic, love you till suns fall
knowing what I know will abate
when we complete an act, one that we had determined
the servant in the undulating turban, my downcast
gaze of a male with the male motor removed, an armature
and your hair will end this film, the flick of tongue
Lebanese sisters in shadows, naked as the showdown, inevitable
blind I feel the breeze from a segue
are you that musician who left the exploration half way up?
the pilot of the mig that was thought lost?
this is being written in a penal colony, my voice cut out
a rivulet, ink like, from the splash port
there was a crazy scuffle, a clatter outside the cells
I laughed like the rest, it was a sound against
but you know, you especially, that a fall like that
creates an apex
on my knees, remember when you were? your brown
skin like the woven basket, within it a bottle
the atoms to reconstitute, no, it was a wineskin
with the freeze dried dust of a jeroboam