Sunday, November 18, 2007

sound touching silence

first a fiddle solo in my ear
bend that note push the cork in tight

whisper goodnight to surreal
and start the dreams with stories

another bath amongst a galaxy milkybright,
amongst creekstones algaewhite

then in bed with natalie, floral
sheetmusic conducting the incense formed

of motions, of movements, feeling sound
touching the silence


1998 swale canyon, washington

calculus in the middle ages

your whispering look of refined depth
is etched in the oceanglass
i wear as a necklace about my mind,

it rests on a pendulum of patience
i clearly acknowledge

i'll most likely gnaw the cuffs of eternity
awaiting yer nod to dance
slowly along to no music save the swish of oak& pine

whose roots imitate the strands of hair
in that they hold my soil
from boiling to dust in the aftermath

of betrayal, in the deserts of love's long
dry cry

between the apple's eyes

leary ginsberg burroughs dust

earth lowers her stems
into the rhythmic fold after time

has worn the skinbag as a nitrous balloon expedition
to the sun, ikons ikons made to last

that's the thing, "to last" through
hobbled flight attempts, pentagon levitations,

chants to nullify and retrace will tell's
blunder supreme....his nike ad

sure is tough to get historical
without dancing tables for yer $$$


1997, portland or