First it got real,
Then so deep I couldn't
Get out.
So I just hunker down.
Here comes the cold rain,
I'll walk the pond before
The storm,
Watch the windshield steam
Before breaking into sobs
In the lining of a dark coat,
Alone on a lunch break
In the same afternoons for months. How does one
Ponder such felicity?
Do I pander such sellout?
I think not.
Only the bird man,
Feeding the flock
One eye out for the hawk,
A Sage, and slightly mad,
Pondering the downside of
Everything else.
Who lost the sun one summer,
Down in the crucible
Waiting on the acid test,
Sure in its measure

See the palaces
Swinging on their axis?
Hear the gondolas
Rocking in the sea?
See the horses falling off
The latitudes Beyond Norwegia?
I'll back petal this thought
Of late night.
Learning little in this lesson
Dreaming fire from the floor
In peppermint nothings.
Then you wonder.
And its summer with the
Coke machine humming,
And the night bugs
And the breeze
And the sound of car tires
Grinding up the highway,
Swinging on the moon
In the nightshade.
And the roses bleeding Red
As her blouse spilling open
To the moonlight.
And you die a thousand Deaths as she takes You
Deeper in the dream

You find a shinny penny
In the alleyway with the
Broken light. You swing
The blinds back,
Picking up the parking lot in all it's glory.
Inept, disheveled,
He can barely find his way home, Until an Angel
Picks him up, brushes him off, Drops him off safe and sound.
Leaves without a trumpet,
Says something to the wind
He hears only in a dream.

Aurora, leave the crystal
Beneath the leaven bread.
Shine the last light on the
Tabernacle rising in the desert as the blood red sun
Lays darkening shadows
Upon the wall.
3000 birds rise with night,

I lift among them,
I am among the stars.
Aurora, I love your countenance spilling across the stars,
As we lapse into pink clouds
Rising in the East.

I lift the Chalice to the sky.
I follow the river rising,
Silken, it shines darkly
Among the ruins.
The river is the water and the way.
I run with it faster, faster,
I rise above it, among them.

Aurora, I see you in the granary, Rising with the barn swallow. The white sunlight
Lifting wheat and chaff,
Catching the sun between the slats.
Aurora, take me with you
To the place I cannot go,
The place behind the sun,
              The moon, The stars.

My blue love weeps
In a field of silver.
I think to comprehend the mute sunlight,
Dry wind through the field
In winter's cold disposition,
Lovelorn to the night.
Weeping in blue love
Poaring to a glass
Of vermilion and gold,
In this fever dream swelling,
In this night descending.

Your eye settles beyond.
Into a cold country lit in briiiance, a space in time...
Separation.
Drawing inside the other.
I dream of carnivals in moonlight,
Exploding in a million suns.

I wake to cold country.
It takes me to kingdoms
Of long ice cycles and deep shadow.
Night and sun and cold...cold.
The carnival explodes in Supernova, Falling to a place
Of water.
You enter it's wake"
Carrying you where it will.

The Other all acoustic set
Features tambourine and lute, Bright Makimbo dancers, Skyscrapers ready to take on the world,
Strange meandering in this psychedelic pie. The mean child within has since
Given up sharp objects,
Some used with bad flatware,
Well, what can you say,
I guess that's the price for
Doing business on the boulevard. Looking for the
String of pearls in God's eyes.
But you only see them
After they fade to dreams.
A sitar and a scythe,
Cutting the the psychic air
With the fluidity of a mantra
Sung by Holy Angels, pondered by Saints and drunks on the avenue.

The other all acoustic set
Draws poet's dreaming of
Lauds and sonnets and pink and blue evenings, As I draw
Little but the wake of sunset
And somber cello, drawing
Infinite sadness of a world
Turning slowly away from the sun. Yet I walk with the
Wings of Seraphim and choirboys singing the eternal
Songs of Angels passing over
Broken tiles and tilted streets
Under a silent moon lavishly
Grinning at the absurdity of it all.

Your teeth smile like pearls
Though your eyes are hollow orbs.
You smile and the snow
Is black and silver.
Inside the negative
You smile with me.
We smile to the camera
In the sunshine cold that winter day.