Friday, August 29, 2008

the temper of angels


in the silence of spirit find fire, fire rising - break open the temple doors
and rescue -
rescue the damned who spit you down while gorging on uprooted trunks
your home
birthing plenty with blood to show
the voice of angels in the mire
growling

Sunday, August 24, 2008

sun find


that lost glance lifts my spirit: rain washed from top to bottom.

Friday, August 22, 2008

get mail


frantic tap of the damned: happen, dammit... something happen... to radically change the parameters... an unexpected call to anonymity, an invitation to disintegration, a flirtation with upturned reallocation... taunting promise of my erasure - disappearance and the howling expectancy of the call; disappearance and the howling expectancy of the call

Thursday, August 21, 2008

rebirth


exorcised demons
in the foreground -
ravished angels
caught in the
opening

(call my name)