Heiress Fading
The movie she rented just ended.
She lost interest an hour ago.
Midnight, December 25.
Privilege is fragility.
She hums in E minor.
Something about a looking glass.
She's been drinking royal burgundy
Since the hour hand was at the bottom.
She taps the heirloom goblet.
Church bells ring.
Febrile Hallucination
He moves like wavelengths
Through vapor and dark matter
Where memory
Is subsumed
In abstraction.
He enters the laser gallery
Where a matchbook lies
On one of ten million tables.
He doesn't take it.
Bible seller runs her veil over his scalp.
Purple rays pass above and diagonally.
It's there for your use, she says.
Won't you take it?
Black angel joins at his side,
Rubs his back like winter, says
Whatever happened to the fire in you?
By this she means the red wagon by the leafless trees.
He weeps a little, not at the barrenness of the image,
but because he had forgotten it.
You should sleep by the wagon, she says.
It will bring an end to your fever.
And please understand you are absolved
Regardless of your decision.
A matchbook is of little significance
Among ten million tables
And the infinite capacity of light.
Four Liquid Stanzas in BD Rhyme
Dim sun and hot soup in Alaska.
Black Bible and solitude in jail.
Astute note in the margin of a library book.
"Fine Waived" reads the notice in the mail.
Clouds and 70 degrees in Phoenix.
Spring sky and quick thaw in Norway.
Stranger kindly asks, what�s the matter?
"Cat Found" reads the notice in the subway.
Gentle whiskey and northern lights in Minnesota.
Heavy boot misses snail on Mount Rainier.
Morning sun warms the shoulders through the window.
Bullet grazes the hide of a deer.
Lava lamp sparks the mind of a junkie.
Ex-con intervenes in victim getting scammed.
Alarm clock is turned off on the weekend.
Mercy is bestowed upon the damned.
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