Seattle's 'Ballywood'    1901 -   
Hazard but mostly harmless ...
Hazard but mostly harmless ...

Eyes do not see
lips do not speak
arms and legs still
measure in each breath
silence, a fabric conceived
gossamer in a breeze
no thought prevails
water's flowing lean


Four thousand miles away and mor

you built your castle near that shor

and left our love forevermor

on silver plates with tarnished sor


He stood behind a door of anger
his brain betrayed him with its flight
years of oxygen deprivation
dimmed his inner lasting light

His rantings roared swift off his tongue
which often held a pill or two
basted in Alchemical tenderizers
internal medicine's run askew

He built that door which held so firmly
and smoke with drink to float his boats
now years near end in splintered memories
an artist without finish coat


This limb
hangs with rust colored needles
waiting for a jack's saw clearcutness

Once trim
forest green, now raw-bark beetled
weakened by snack-jaw Curculionidae

As time
clings to branch ticking feeble
wasting ways attacking; straw colored core

So grim
clutching drops of moisture's able
in wind's wrack pall critically consigned


No static, sounds soon whisper
forms in corners near her mind
past and present welded arguments
suspended, hang with cautious tears
wears policeman's box on t-shirt
a doctor's cobweb, disciple of time

In these early morning hours
sits to type in anxious hues
food does not appease this hunger
as night's witness stands accused
fleet-afoot in tarradiddle conversation
running from parradiddle consternation

Now in silence growing wakeful chasm
all rope bridges hacked and fallen
in this polar room, yes, sullen
two as one now icy cloven
once indulgent dignity most solemn
chose wraith waif's with her doomed column


A flower believes, becomes a bouquet
Thrown up near a mountain lake, Lilly
dreaming of a day's release from chores and cares
from old age and dated dates and final disease
your ship of fate anchored, waiting to weigh and pull
Each dream a paper in a windstorm's wet wildness
one clinging as advertisement on a bark textured face
On a cloths line hangs each article of faith's cleaning
only to be soiled again by earthly cares and wonders
that one skirt saved for departure by walking train
and a fluttering blouse of whimsy's sweet corn
Fly away clipped wings bottom harbor's floor
scrubbed daily on hands, knees, elbow pain
until bright colors fade to grayish horizon's haze
Early morning brings Electra's searching gaze
suit yourself your suitor, bundle tied and plain
chains grow in ground's pea patch vows
now shouts out complaint and doubts
as distant vessel curls smoke where fires burned
a melancholic ocean wave laps singular nearer shore


When a table top of simulated wood melts
into its patterns of folds and knotty swirls
your Lego-logos on lumbering conveyor belts
destined for a one way revelation, bursts
betrays a rear view reasoning, for organic chaos
Were Velveeta visions taste slightly divine
being shishkabobed and dipped in beaded reflections
pooling in puddles of abandoned trust
there finding skinny leg elephants and chronic dilation
searching deeply seasoned mannequin thoughts
through no-fault blind alleys and spider joints
finding self all wrapped up like a meat burrito
longing for fresh lettuce and tomato's core


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