Sunday, June 29, 2014

vortice

when you crawl down this canyon, be prepared
anyway in leads vertically out,  twisty as vegas.

daytime, hummingbirds streak and hover, streak away
nights here, space junk burns
across the sky in meteor drag.

my travel companions have left again
to seek indian jewelry or food. i don't believe
they came back just to leave me stuck
listening  to the secrets i tell you.
gotta stop playing nurse, make my commnts
on the sligh, get used to the new keyboard.

there's nothing a little power won't buy herre.
money thought, that's the ozland everyone takes
do i mean the desert or the diamonds?
always comes down to a personal choice,.
this porch isn't screened

the bugs dine.
been reading your long hand, think i might
just begin to misunderstand.


but you know, money really does not
make the spirit hum. that would be power,jupiter
and the moon hug tonite
behind the canyon that won the west.
 desolation road yeah
where desire met resistance
bacame a field of volcanoes


as thenight deepens it becomes
pretty clear they've gone without me

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