stirring around in the limbo of erasure
souls entwined
where adage and poet are one and the same
over distances spoke through time
we swim in red sky bed sheet ripples
through corduroy paths of wheat fields
we jump to be counted as sheep
in notebook paper sacrifices to insomniac gods
leaping from the edge of the lucid world
into enchanted Utopian seas
bathed in mirror clear waters
that reflect not malice
but rather the end of echo's even
sacred salts sparkle over scars
tattooed in oracles the omens of saving graces
cherished blocks of mineral-lick happiness
laid out in golden pastures
savant idiocies enter through the window
of tightly closed minds
leaving a spiderweb crack in the pain
yet to be replaced
lost in Atlantis to breath aborted air
of mushroom cloud futures in the
astrological year of the cockroach
a fire in the hearth burning secret words
that smolder deep in my pocket
with a rock in my shoe
I dance in goose-down feathers
tarred in milk and honey to
an ancient gong chime rhythm pulse
till I'm tilted one last time to close my
china doll eyes
condemned to Hell
playing bingo Saturday nights
in smoky church basements
with retired and out of work
demons, lost souls and used car salesmen
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with love & light~ Desire~*~
