Friday, September 25, 2009

a night, a drive and death

dark wind
sings as it dances
.
rooted in the sand
the lonely tree joins
.
shrubs whirl past
moving in reverse
limbs split to strands
by cold cutting wind
.
death licks the bugs
off the windscreen for starters
its breath frosting the glass
cutting off the road
.
reason panics
trapped inside
opens the window
takes flight
.
laughter shakes the car
upside down
the main course served
with warm sticky sauce
.
full, death explodes
embedding bits and pieces
deep inside the rest there
and a few away elsewhere
.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

dreams

the dreams
are back
.
the cat
the raven
the snake
.
One ate
the Other’s cry
lest it pierce
the Third’s eye
.
but the Third’s eyes bore
twin holes in One
bleeding out the cry
taunting it to try
.
One wrapped the oozing cry
In its voice and went mute
the Other opened its beak
to swallow the echoes growling at the peaks
.
the Third uncoiled the time
blurring this piece of space
.
eyes flipped inside out
back
to the sets
of real illusion

Sunday, September 6, 2009

monsoon afternoon

cubes of silence
fresh from the ice tray
slowly melt
.
on the bare back
of your whispers
half asleep
.
the fingers of my thoughts
trace the wet trail
teasing the skin
.
life pauses
listning to music
of aftternoon rain
.
your bedside clock beeps
struggling to push
the heavy time along
.