"cruses" poems
A star of blood you fell
from the point of the hypodermic
singing of fabulous beasts &
spitting out the *** of vowels
Your poems explode in the mouth
like torrents of ***** on a night
full of zebras & bootheels
Your ghost still cruses the river-
fronts of midnight assignations
in a world of dead sailors carrying
armfuls of flowers in search of
your unmarked grave
Your body no sanctuary for bees,
Death was your lover in a rain of
broken obelisks & rotting orchids
In the tangled rose of a single heartbeat
I offer you the shadow of a double
profile,
two heads held together at the bridge
of the nose by a nail of *****
smoke
in the long night's dreaming
& memory of water poured between
glasses
In my mailbox I find a letter from
a dead man & know that for every
shadow given
one is taken away
Yet subtraction is only a special form of
addition and implies a world of hidden
intentions below a horizon of lips
thin as your fingernail sprouting
mysteries in the earth …
The ace of spades dealt from the bottom
of the deck severs the hand which
retrieves it & the eyes of Beauty
sewn together peer over a black lace fan
in the ****** sunlight of a Spanish
morning without horses
The Belt of Orion is loosened
before you as you remove the silver
fingerstalls from your mummy hands &
kneel to plunder the nightsky in a shower of
bitter diamonds.
(Somewhere under a blanket someone weeps
for a lover.)
Peace to your soul
& to your empty shoes
in the dark closets of
kings with no feet!!!
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 4:06 PM UTC
Natnael Asres:
Had a pen and paper to write all my thoughts
had a teacher to answer all my questions....
had a bunch of friends who would come over....
but now now those pen and paper are out all I seem to need is a laptop or all be it just a smart phone thanks to Microsoft office and ohh by the way that helped
"bill make all his billions" !!! while we don't even remember how to write "cruses in cursive" and all that.
And what is a teacher I may ask ? I was thought by 'Myspace' in elementary then took over 'google' to get me where I am always had the answer and sometimes a little sideshow specially when puberty came knocking and a special shout out to 'Encarta kids' that also had my back.
And what about my friends ? yesI have pictures of them well surely cropped and duly filtered and we talk everyday thanks to the group chat we have talking about dumb **** like who went where who eat what and most importantly who ****** who !
so I am glad to be a 21st century boy
who doesn't know how to write on a paper and don't know the use of a teacher
and who surely doesn't recognize his friends with out there filters !
So # sorry for 20th century people hastag (#) yeaaaa me am the king of the world a dumb Boy who wouldn't make it through a single day in the real world or would I you never know.
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 6:03 AM UTC