Wednesday, October 10, 2012

One Thousand

One thousand brilliant blue volts
silent coursing scorching: steep

One thousand priestly hands
moist plump silken: creep

One thousand cover girl smiles
symmetry perfect metric: weep

One thousand seedling brains
dry ice chip vocalizing: leap

One thousand pink tarantulas
zig-zag scuttle scurry furry: heap

One thousand cryptic sad Okinawas
moon-crazed sparrow alien: peep

One thousand dead dwarf stars
hover glassy glacial caverns: deep

One thousand bluestone torrid trails
jitterbugging jollity out to sea: keep

I'm serious. Don't pretend this is
some sort of 


Red cosmos, certain crash.
Red tulips, explode,
burden, bury
with ash.