Pools of Desire

come down a helical trail
switchback in her eye
just above that silky veil
covered in butterflies
take a rest by her nose
sip of her clean tears
taste the mineral water-woe
erosion from last year



ceviche by a concertina barbacoa
tangerine beach for sunset lovers
sleep to lullabies of kraken and loa
wake in blood-vermilion dawn



such pretty little carmine spots
in millions swarm sun's light to blot
march and march and turn around
twist a tad attack with mouth
chew chew never stop
ladybugs murder slice and chop
crawl in our ears consume our mind
peer out from behind our eyes
witness our death-rattle's sigh


one and one and one make three
an anthill just beneath a willow tree
where we rest most happily
examining the paths and traces
the busy ants about their races
displaying the most refined of graces
a liver mad with esterases
antagonizes agonizingly


if it fit, let it be as it were: As a bee!


across a ridge like a hut should be here
strip down langour in möebius theory
it's a big field wide open and clear
heart beats in opium's comforting shroud
a view to the Interior seashore below
chip off cement and scars, wipe clean
kneel down and watch phantom pumas prowl


worms overlay and feel our sisters
in poisonous smoke and encrypted whispers
each quartz-kept solemn droning vespers
like a winch-cable strained and hot to blister
hackles rise at gorgetted misters
growls and coughs and hacking barks
no wonder they so fear the dark