meanwhile
the appeasement continues
in the dark center of silver
the live elephant
its left loin stolen
searches for the traipsed
river of oblivion
and
under the shade
of your decadent tongue
silence follows silence
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
22
in the small wound
dark velvet
blonde eyes
sacrificed wrists
I know that children
die of starvation
and the occurrence
of death
is but a tiny
explosion of dreams
inside the mouth’s marble
a blade of light
thrashing cement
a violent vomit
electrifying genius
many times
I’ve been afraid
of geraniums
and orange grass
of tall salamanders
and silver veins
remember that silence
tumbles in the numbness
of silence
that night is murdered
eventually
that Oaxacan artistry
is engulfed in mystery
it is unjust
to drag
the heart
of rhinoceros
across lonely
streams of
orchid
but it is
more painful
to watch
the blossoms
of cold
sunburned iris
in the small wound
dark velvet
blonde eyes
sacrificed wrists
I know that children
die of starvation
and the occurrence
of death
is but a tiny
explosion of dreams
inside the mouth’s marble
a blade of light
thrashing cement
a violent vomit
electrifying genius
many times
I’ve been afraid
of geraniums
and orange grass
of tall salamanders
and silver veins
remember that silence
tumbles in the numbness
of silence
that night is murdered
eventually
that Oaxacan artistry
is engulfed in mystery
it is unjust
to drag
the heart
of rhinoceros
across lonely
streams of
orchid
but it is
more painful
to watch
the blossoms
of cold
sunburned iris
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