Like the X ray of a Scarecrow Human Grace. And all our glasses Not caught [but catching] For it’s the Light in things
Through a tangle of Nicotine Swans
Lost in Yawns
And Marching through a Desert of Endless Light
Wading through the Haze and so much Blight
Take me Home
Dear….
My skin is dry.
Take me Home
Dear…
My eyes can’t Cry.
Take me Home
Dear
The Sky Isn’t Right
Take me Home, Take me Home
All I see are)))
(Headless Staircases),
Rising like Steeples, Dear
and all I Fear, I Can’t shake it, Dear
Scratching inside)))
My Dream… pushes Air.
Nothing above but
The edge of Rainshot Shadows glancing
Stuffed animals, sharing coffee in the Dark.
Toasts to the bleeding of Perception
Cold red blizzards and fevered sleep
Carried like a Feather tossing nervously
Over so many dreary Dormant Staircases
Rising headless over the End of
Clinking sunset behind tangerine hills
Cupping our melted [backward] Hearts.
Hand sculpted Ripped and snagging
Trees of memory, herded keepsakes
Just another Party
at the Coroners split level Ranch…
No Guests, Just sparkler horses
[Wire and Flash]
So much Desert
And Endless Bright…
That make them Last…
And still, it keeps on coming
All this cold confetti of Paradise
Always one link ahead in the Chain of Consent
My Dream pushes Air
And the only things I feel
Are the Branches snapping through Dish water Light.
Clouds drift across the Silverware of my hungry Eyes
And I Don’t understand
How fast Are we Going
And can’t I Stop the Spinning,
The ground just going round’
And through my hands it falls
All the dark Sand of the Sky
And So Much Light…
Beneath a tangle of nicotine Swans
and they can be so Brave, Dear
Because all dreams lack conclusions…
Described
Comprised of Thousands
Arriving haunted, unscheduled and lit
From Above.