spring in autumn time
inverse universe mind
smells of orchid blossom
cherry sage and chive
bear with full throttle
lifetimes and aged
loves set to beat and rhyme
um, fruits yes
not yet lending sweet
and sticky water to tongues
nobody
yes nobody topless
cigarette
cling now to the instant
between waking and
dreams
write this down:
the woman gave birth
before him.
he helped with breathing
and stomach rubbing
and then it lay
in translucent packing bag
no cord but juicy
he cut the bag open
and there's the boy.
like smoothing a lump from
a tired muscle she
once again was sexy
only seconds later
a bullet would strike
her right between
two starry eyes and
she is neither first nor last.
he was the women's
volley ball coach at
some university
she was known by most
as infinity
they were tangled
from the second
their eyes met in
February.
dry ass veggie burger
made barely palatable
by breath she'd
left on and extra
special bitter,
and dairy-
soul vicious the hammer
that rains blows on
a mind
in the forms of
millions of memories
of a life since time
began
-that and delta dawn
and his mansion
in some sky
icebergs and blue
followed
and memory of the winds
which used to blow
him clean...
dreams forecast since
dreams broke through
the milky bubble's skin
and into flesh
coloring inside lines
skill met fumbling
natural law leaving
spirit in jars
called religion
son of a bitch.
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