chewing the inside of your mouth yesterday

three inhuman seconds

and his mouth meat bled

one bite stress induced

a soloist on the telephone

making obscene financial calls

scratching a flabby stomach

still held the phone

the woman a thousand fibers away

still howled

fiscal abuse

he had spoken off the script

probing her dollars

sliding inside her head

avoiding indignant sounds

her whole life on his computer screen

a random credit score

he had pushed to far

stench of cheap deodorant

dropping the phone

he ran

red nylon carpets flashed by

everybody watched

as outside the double doors

he vomited with blood

from his cheek

too afraid to return

walked towards

somewhere else

 

 

the other line

she  listened to

the cd bought by you

two birthdays ago,

classic love songs,

phone cradled by her mouth

waiting

to hear a real human

not the automated response

only the real voice had come

masked by the music,

a thousand miles away

in a call center ,

he heard her breathing

murmur of lyrics

as she sang,

his phone did not move

from his ear,

waiting to speak

too afraid to lose

the connection,

waited for her to speak first

 

pointers from the flesh notebook

clever blue eyed clock

measuring the width of harm

in ratchet clicks so solemn ,

childhood had finished

you saw to  that

overtook my heart with years

as firm shrouding

growing up was a facility

in the forest where only some

belonged,

and i did not want to go there

it was a sentence

a finish

even ultimatum

to those near expiry date

flesh baggage creased and folded

eyes as dim bulbs,

i was the one on the bicycle

wishing to go past

shouting at the top of my voice

yet something broke the wheels

and i was left at the path

sat crosslegged wondering,

one woman with a cart lopsided

and one eyed horse offered me a lift

and i refused despite

silky touch of mane

as horse nuzzled my hand,

i was broken not forgotten

resisting time as an armed guerilla,

i would fight

and there would be casualties

splendor and the urban glow

in it’s journey the air skins itself

from the day,

breathe free and roam

away from dark fragrances

that have the stench of destruction,

many colored flowers fear the sunshine

and bee’s in waxen cells wait,

assassin’s claim the holy star

as low shepherds no more as minstrels

play,

ample breasted ornament of the night

gives blessing suppliante aid,

zephyr brings the bleaching draft,

youths desire lanky and untold

held in his journals all that is confident

and private,

cold fires again made him bold,

but from the ground comes an ultimatum

don’t let sorrow bear down,

juicy flood and promised kiss,

half willing freeway traffic unfurls time

as it becomes trapped by clustered vine,

nourished from her bed

lust a luxurious blaze under saffron veils

adds more fever to a new day,

petals had spread from the laden stem,

but those minutes had left ravished eyes

and new reality subsided under overshadowing

wing,

with it’s horrid glare

the air has revealed all

Living Incidents

horsemen without horses

positioned in thought

on neural network,

frost of indignation

chilled hearts,

bathed in an absolute blue

that brought relief

to an unsatisfactory mind,

defeat can be seen

by different eyes,

as another victory

acceptance and letting go

shift in boundaries,

that can be so fluid,

concepts of original conflict

dispersed as fall leaves

to be looked at

not picked up,

awaiting after this

summer night

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