No Part / History / The Future Is A Vast Wall

 

Some part of my brain is exacting chaos..

The other signal is a car on fire

The crevasse of cold winds blowing

Updates, government corrupted, pushed up

Belly trapped undercurrent,

All the signs are in flames

And crying

I fell inside myself

Where the buildings fell

And I pulled, cement blocks and rolling dust,

There are no more days after today.

This moment is, everything and nothing

Crying like your child is on fire

The vastness of this moment, is what is happening,

Happenstance, hospitable, approximately the right space

Where things are meaningless and motionless in their emotional states

You.

Are, finally….seeing. 

Beyond the buildings, other languages, and things; feelings.

The wallet and worth within the final frame…

Before the trains came.

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for RBG / The Vastness

Diversion For A Fantastic Bird

young man have you heard
the pain of life lifted off with love
on the wings of some fantastic bird

like a cleft
or a diversion
in a stream
the remnants of a lucid dream
the remarks
from past lips uttered
undiscovered amongst the clutter
it catches up with you
when time changes all
in to a golden hue
the force of change
ultimately slows
in the wake of
time's undertow

Lift Off

two blood cells
pull together
and swim away
like two dolphins
beacon dreamers
in the lost streams
just a second in time
in the clock of the day
ticking away forever in my mind

you remember
new water arms
waves kiss shoulders
shuttled by secret heroes
aloft in the wet blue wind
wrapping itself inside itself
so no one will ever hear it cry

dry winds whips
over circles carved
out of earth over and
over the stars shed milky blankets
we poison the sky into invisibility
money cuts through the blood of the jungle
like green saviors made of crosses,
etched in stone walls in some distant place
that fill strangers with wonder, kisses the heads
of newborns casting shadows down to you in the sunlight missing
mated with slogans cut deeply by graffiti washed away by rain