WELL, HELL HAS FROZEN OVER AND HERE IS THE PROOF! WE GOT MARRIED ON BASE!
THE ETERNAL POEM
Suddenly standing still.
Alien emergent, dark self
Dressed in the transparency
Of my own skin.
Blackcurrant leaf, tiger lily,
I will avoid ghosts
Into the darkness of the self.
But thank you for delivering the secret.
Blooming in kaleidoscopic hues
You have been beside me so long
Why are there leaves in your pockets?
Did you think you would forget the fall?
Fill my hands with the faded days
And the matches that struck the fires.
I do not have to know if it was there,
Or if it considered coming
Shudders when I touch her,
Not with excitement, but disgust.
I think my real one
Has reprogrammed the app.
I do not want to get a new one
Real or un.
I want them each to suspect
The other exists,
But never ask
For fear I would choose the other.
Spinning for logic at your circus,
I can never win.
Watching you fly in slow motion
Dressed in glitter and pulsing pink light,
I gasp as you slam into another man.
Dry ice smoke, confetti,
A violet falls from your hair.
Posture perfect, you don't blink.
You never fall like that for me.
Dear Pot, You are Black- The Kettle.
I would tell you before the fact.
You have a demented imagination.
I was dancing in the stupidity
Of shoes you picked out.
My God! Go to a museum or the mall,
Or slide a shrimp onto a hook.
We will discuss
This parallel universe in your head
When you get back,
If, of course, I am
The present version of myself
At that time.
Come to think of it,
You really can't trust Time
And I cannot speak for
What another Me might do.
Another Me might not even meet
Funny the artifacts people discard
At a fire sale.
Cinnamon candle, dragon shaped,
Never used, serenity stones
From what was the hyacinth patch,
Stone lion who blinked at its guard,
Perfect guest towels
With hand-embroidered angels.
We carry our trinkets to the car.
You turn your head up to the October sky
And say you will never get tired
Of the way the sun feels on your face.
I say the sun is set to explode.
Disenchantment bites your lip.
Not today, my love, not today.
Red-robed, emergent from my bath.
I have forgotten the day's question.
You are reading art news in bed.
Your opening arms
Signal me to fall.
You say the things we bought today
Had to be released from the house
What the Fire saw.
You show me da Vinci's
Long missing Salvator Mundi,
Christ holding the globe,
One hand in blessing, raised.
You say it's a comfort
Even Jesus can get lost.
I read the report
Thinking how many times
I have underestimated.
"And Found.", the last words before the kiss
That silences the fire and the abyss.
The bats that once encircled me are
If they had not come
To scratch my flesh,
Savage my garden,
I may have never reached
For the sanctuary of you.
Your kiss unbraids
The white ribbon
From my hair.
Where are my shoes?
I will not take it back.
I was decoding your message
Let's take the Rolls-Royce PhantomV1,
The future has split off
Like a hybrid
Snake's tongue Starbreaker orchid
In flickering funeral light
Ever I called him Friend.
The most frequent lie is,
"I am fine."
How are you today, Truly?
Naked and from the inside-out,
Without pride or accountability.
Pretend the God of your Understanding
The answer may surprise you.
The answer may overwhelm you.
The answer may change everything.
Out of the fog and into the glitter.
Lost in translation!
Crosswinds strip city signs
From the street of cluttered minds.
Kind word on an endless day
Spreading the dark secret
All under town.
Nightkitchen, I catch you
In your pink snakeskin gown
Brown sugared pears and hot chocolate.
You never left. I reach out
Wondering not if it's you or your ghost.
Whatever happened there
Returned you to the sea,
In my reach, if not my grasp.
Venus is set to sun-cross,
A once-in-a-lifetime event,
Like every time
You unhook your pearls,
Slip into grapefruit-scented sheets
The color of the sea
In a blind man's dream.
Beyond the fuller moon,
Weepless willows wait.
Questions fall into the wishless well.
Flash of communion flickers
Peppered with circumstance
Parallel, not convergent
With our dark desires,
Synapses of hard wiring
Catching quiet fire.
When the light is perfectly wrong
Casting improbable shadows
I remind myself
I am only cheating on you
With my identity.
Goddess, you twitch in your sleep.
I worry you are running away.
Why are you so fixed on the apocalypse?
If it comes in December I will be so pissed
That I didn't quit the band
To follow you
Into worlds I will never understand.
The dog wrecked the car again.
The sky fell into my cup, so I drank.
Please come quickly.
I can only hold up so many stars.
Until your plane arrives
Is wrong with this picture.
Everything is right forever tonight.
If I thought the apocalypse was coming
Already, I would have
Kidnapped Brad Pitt
And have him
Tied up in a nicely decorated dungeon
Performing lewd acts on me,
Fingerprint bruises on his neck,
Claw marks on my leather.
I kind of want to convince you
The world is ending
And put on a famous person mask.
What should I wear?
Kidnapping you would be
If you were dressed up and ready.
Put up a slight fight
Or I'll get bored.
How would you dress for abduction?
I would wear, you know
Nothing complicated, the pretense of
Protest. You'd discover my
What will you wear?
You speak almost as you have forgotten
You are the prisoner here.
But I would wear lace with your tooth prints,
A smile from your treacherous future.
It is my privilege to service You
In any way you see fit.
NOW THAT'S HOW TO TALK TO A DOMINATRIX!
Goddess, what the hell?
You are seriously breaking my concentration,
You little Poetry Tart,
Which is worse than some stranger's mouth on you,
But it isn't a stranger.
Something familiar is here.
I am going to write a song
That makes you look legally insane
And sing it every night,
In front of girls MUCH younger than you.
But you are still coming to the show on Friday,
You are more twisted than ever I could be.
You deserve me.
My fingers tap the Go-bag,
Bullet-proof vest is cumbersome
Through radioactive branches, and what good
Are my terrestrial tools
Of covert operation?
Forgive my glacial decision.
I know you appreciate the irony
From one who has outfoxed
The speed of light.
Do you have any idea, Goddess
What torture my silence has been?
How I shook, how my muscles tore
Cutting loose the rope
That brought you in?
Here you climb on our shared love of rhyme.
I am broken with joy to see you,
But don't f***ing ever do it again.
The lions have come to the yard for fireworks.
One is running wild with the hose.
Who gave them Walmart champagne?
Where's the dog? Where's the dog? Where's the dog?
I missed so many things about you,
Even things you won't do
Like wear girl shoes.
I missed how you don't pick up your cell phone
Just because you're listening to me
Ramble on without a point
And I know how crazy it drives you,
I've got so many extra words
That don't even make a puzzle.
But I feel your phone vibrate
And you don't even check to see
If it's God or the Devil,
You are the show I want to be the star of,
I know my words are never right
And yours always are.
Rolled out of my tent for coffee,
Saw my demented wife
Feeding cigarettes to an elephant,
Ran to stop her.
"Don't you know you're feeding
Poison to an innocent creature?"
"You weren't worried I would get trampled?"
"You're not an innocent creature."
What kind of maniac
Paints with toothpaste, matches,
Dental floss, strawberries and glitter?
Got to love her,
Useless trying to make sense of her.
Also, it makes her cranky, so I'm like,
"Why didn't somebody think of that?"
"This isn't messy at all and I'm sure if you spray
Some more of that Godawful preservitant on it,
The smell will go away.
But even the stink is kind of minty.
Scary and loud and can't talk without her hands on her hips,
Got to love her.
Don't tell me you have not seen it
As the Island sun is setting,
The green spark,
Someone changing channels between shows.
If we lived in the same universe
You would already be sick of me.
I'm quirky and selfish and wild
And no human is more important to me
No man in his right mind
Would stand in the line
Of books, painting,
Poems scrawled on grocery receipts,
The mysterious species of flowers
Teeming in my yard,
Gradient cobalt to pink,
Red-black marbled centers
That resemble a face.
All planets! Add to that
Remain on your planet.
I will stay on mine.
The bizarre crossing we had in the desert
Was a hiccup of time.
Let's keep the distance deep and dark,
Thick and treacherously impenetrable,
Delicious, Deviant, Divine.
Whenever words come from you
The possibilities. No one said I had to be
I respect my place in the hierarchy of your plants
And receipts. It's O.K.
With me if you forget my name. So let's keep our
Worlds. (I'm putting up a sign with my name on it.)
But here's to the possibility
Of a future defiance, a rare geographical
It will be so dark electric lights
Will hide behind their mothers.
Our poetry will always come first.
Yours will taste a little like my laugh,
Mine, like your fiery little mouth.
One two-way shooting, one three-way,
Bodies found in woods,
Home invasion involving children,
Tiger found in women's restroom,
All in one weekend.
Ah, this town of trouble
Between my island home
And my someday planet.
Which is not at all the absence of color.
It's black, white and any blues to my liking.
She waits, I know she waits.
I have not invented her yet.
She is a poem coming to life
At my magic word.
She will be unaware I have created her,
Ungrateful should she discover.
She has my monsters
Folded up in her weightless peacock purse
And a sewing kit for disaster.
I miss her already.
Have danced in the trajectory of a falling star.
I understand your grief.
Love is a drunken gamble, time is a charismatic thief.
Do not play chess alone
Behind the skirts of hell and fury.
I may be the road to ruin
But you could navigate my curves
Thrust your head out the window
Like a devil-may-care dog,
Smooth branches flipping your ears.
This road is not on your G.P.S.
People would say
You can't get there from here.
People would be wrong.
Goddess, I do not worry when you say
Because I know it means,
"Ask a better question."
And you show up all wind-blown
And everything on our old island
It would worry me to death
If you held your breath.
Fast forward, as the futures fold
A promise to keep, a hand to hold,
What did one Never say to the Other?
"Fate is a finger which cannot be
Catch me, hold me if you can."