A dove flew. A cock cried.
To all I told I loved, I lied.
What hell: (my cell sealed from in
May Jesus life rise where I died.

Through mud and spittle,
a blind man
saw (as Christ saw)
men and women like trees
over the earth.

Like Paalen’s paintings
the mirror confronts me.
Peering out blue-rung eyes,
digging through diseased gums
for the lost Image.

One day I left home. A home of an

The time-piece
on the court-house,
its roman numerals,
and the judges
(their arbiters):

1. My position is fixed, static as
2. Every now and then you hover by
3. I am always glad to see you. Y
4. There is a question, beneath yo

To make you laugh -
but then you are always laughing;
bitterly,
a gallows song.
Now to make you smile,

You become quickly accustomed to c
The cities of the North, such as
At night I gaze out upon the city

The field lies fallow.
Go sow it with salt, then;
eyelids heavy with the lead of day
Knowledge. Madness.
Babbling of the broken leaves.

With friends you sit
dangling your feet over the precip
spitting on all the cities that we
Where, at that summit you could te
every thought of your mind aloud

Skipping across the rooftops
I make my way to your window.
Tink is nodding out on my back,
her tiny arms around my neck,
her head slumped onto my shoulder.

Across melon rind billboards
The renown snake oil dermatologist
And his clueless starlet
Sell lizard skin to aging sex symb
Across the vine eaten

I can see you have a radiant soul.
The afterglow could sustain me in
darkened anonymity of backseats
or loveless apartments by the high
Say nothing