gold blooded

The shade is hot
arms and legs circulating
viscous red globes
through a classic stirling cycle
slivers of cold streaming
blood descending a
shiver down the spine
escalator to be superheated in an arm
corridored veins laid in the sun,
skin browning become radiatively efficient
on cue, almost as if silver
almost as it was made to be on
a turtle or a wedge of lemon tree

pearly whites

incisors size 1
molars mulling up and down
milling rolled oats
multiple muffled sounds

questions out the window

those crazy birds
what are they doing
dont they know
their going a ruin
the flowers?

petals lost
to wings flapping
faster than eye resolution

but it might as well be the wind or the rain
as well as any bird brain

lye sting

fat fingers wilting
flowers on the end of knuckles
melting out on keys a jingle
listing and swigging
a fat neck swallowing
sweltering belted leather
suspended tonics fifths or seventh
inning stretches octaves
half starved troubled
teeth cleft ivory
tickled feet

downpour at four

the extreme essence
of a bird dripping wet
off of a bough bending
heavy with leafs stacked
hydrophilladelphiad
descended from a remnant

the whole sky a cloud
the whole earth a clod
melting and spreading out

the turning of a star (friction incident upon heaven)

they talk of us as if we are dumb
spinning in circles around the big round sun

once we thought that we spun it
a yolked apollo pulling
the sun baking a horse shit
trail accross the sky

but consider that roundness
indeed the roundy-est
thing in sight

the moon is a golfball
dinged up battered in the woods
compared to that self-fired kiln
glazing the pervasive night

now apollo plays that lyre
as a tennis racket of sky
lobbing a hot potato back and forth
if the potato
is uncharacteristically
un-eyed and pi proportioned

hence the sun must turn too
as any foot on a marble knows
the very essence of time is rolling
smooth and fast
on one big ball bearing

oak

there is nothing that beats
the feel of a new leaf,
not yet grown dark green
silky and fat with rain
still translucent edges
almost edible
, between your fingers

allergies or mild ebola

the doctor they say
was harboring a flotilla
of squiggling bacteria
in half a gaze.

a porcine donor gives yellow
gallbladder and picnic flesh
to the damned, albeit
small change for an albacore
who wears a suit and tie.
 

may flowers

may flowers buzz or be silent
stirring wind petals brilliant
yellow and dazzlewhite
sun bright reflective closed at night