Threads of thought
snagged on my tongue,
unable to utter
even with a mumble
that I was admitting
a failure to remember,
days became clogged arteries
harder the restriction
the more I struggled,
had our love
been so nondescript
or was it so great
I blotted it out
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ants loud enough
close to his head,
reprieve of summer cool
as he lay under his cart
pushed for close to a mile
finding geography
awkward to place
despite being his city once,
his mind a squoze larvae
thoughts brief as a snakes hiss,
irritable tongue of weeds,
lying still
close to impossible,
underpass old concrete walls
tagged by youth
more used to shooting than talking
overhead cars heat and horses,
smells nasal reverberations
he would feel quieter
if at the bottom of a lake
where on it’s silted bed
with fishes as companions
devouring algae from his closed eyes,
heat would be gone
and his mind would make sense,
the moon did not bring night rain,
eventually he stood
rocking on heels
than began to walk
this time he would find the start
of his journey
fever on the funship
grampus in my thoughts
vessel resonant to pharaoh’s dance
from a bitches brew,
no mirror
no media
in any sarcasm would find me
i would smoke
i would dance,
old hulk decks creaking
as my silk collar shines,
from cabin to hold
the merriment stretches,
i would distance myself
and not be portrayed
anonymous to all but the
lips and tongue i entwine,
whiskey manufactured in the south
smoky sweet tingle,
it was migration
or mitigation
of many ravenous appetites
bologna sausage and sweet mutton,
so vibrantly lost
room extended that i was hidden
faceless in the extreme,
music of davis found me
wanting more,
gilt frame my hair once neatly combed,
come grampus
tilt on rolling waves,
find me a place
of nonchalant obscurity,
saxophone and drum
the ariel had been lost
it was memory that
dragged me down
into the depths
that would fill my lungs
with salt water,
careful heart placement
extracted blood from veins
i was infused with a rhythm
that could only lead to one conclusion
i was intimate in my body
with all of one species,
more smoke
more mirrors,
hearing snare and guitar
long days vanished
a place found
yet i could not reveal
who i totally
am
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