That liquid Sun dripping heavy dew
through the mounds lies endlessness
snakes slither under sand and eagles
guide the sky. Feet
fumbling back fall-
ing eyes straining on that golden coffin
heart thudding awkwardly for home
camel lugging alone.
Timeless faced
scaled eternal dragon bright as a star
bellowing thick angst sharp doubt
piercing pain a lions laugh.
Swing a
vorpal Sun blade roaring ah screaming
ha yelling yah.
Weapon splats…bloodied….half-awake…
Wearing the pale noon crown
swooning that black hole velvet
mirage reflecting the past.
A shimmering pond angels tears
gently drinking to be filled
crying and laughing.
No one
can hear a wanderer’s true
voice. Wide-eyed
newborn
licking his unfamiliar lips mouthing
happiness to the moon.
Lifted over his feet up
up with the conniving
puffs masking up up
with a sigh slapping
his knee,
was that life? He chides,
well then, one more
time!
