E Poxy

You got your coats in a bunch.
Are you having a hunch,
About the news as it comes on the late show?
Assemble summer days,
LS and purple haze.
Falter and you'll fall on your face slow.

Create a new persona.
A jacuzzi and sauna.
Was it a folly when Alice went through the dark hole?
Visit the apothecary.
Stir a non-existent story.
Get your fix and revel on the dancefloor.

High five the bass drum.
Fill the room with a huge thump.
Dirty colors on the other side of the glass door.
Dark lips in fusion.
Open mating season.
Luck drips like pearls from an oyster shore.

Paralyze the future.
Open a bloody suture.
Tongs and hammers vibrate in cranial rows.
Social apogee on show.
Empathy goes low.
Speak on a megaphone in a fire drill.

Would you go to a jamboree,
Disguised as a soiree?
Sashay and frolic under lines of neon shade.
Limited vocal stations.
Affiliated motions.
Crooked smiles and grins on a bastard face.

Gather round in circles.
Breathe through plastic snorkels.
Let them tell you how to dismantle the atomic bomb.
Point your fingers at turnstiles.
Before you all turn senile,
And the world just laughs and rushes through.

19

We sat on opposite ends of a round table,
Sipping our coffee with blissful endeavor.
We spoke of days the river flowed with wine
And of nights the curtains were never drawn.
Laughed out loud over broken heels and cracked soles
And pondered over grocery lists forgotten.

But we took sides.
Sides on a round table..
Sides on a circle that meets seamlessly, unhindered.
Rambled & quarrelled with eyes wide shut
And abrogated an agreement made wordlessly.
You thought it was karmic the way we parted on insolent grounds.
I thought it was strange that you voiced it out loud.
Mute was your rebellion. Silence your weapon.
The world your aim and the target, I.

Sleep now behind clouds.
The stars spiral in a helical maze
And swallows dance around the sun
While heaven divides hell.