ABOUT PAINTERS OVERALLS

 

i

cremated

blue overalls

on consecrated ground

hoping

to find them 

ready & clean & waiting

on a reserved celestial hook

because
i
worry
about
how
naked heaven must be

if we dont even
have our bodies to wear

LIGHTER MOMENT / MOVIE SCENE

 

smiling & swaying

on the bench seat 

in the ambulance box

they both bloom 

& surprised by it

& sobered by it

they go with it

& let their lightness free

spinal board 

empty now 

at their feet

BODY HOGAKU DREAM

i
had

a
dream
about
my
anus
being like the opening
of a drawstring bag

puckered loose rim

& a meaty cord

like an umbilical

~

then

i 

am

at a sailing school
&

today is non-jamming hitches

ELECTRIC GHOSTS

with the proverbial

pork chops charring

on the iron 

of the metaphorical skillet

it all becomes clear
how 

it 

has 

all
dungeoned me & mazed me

with its turbulence

& electric ghosts

tho the doctor
has fancier words

TWELVE O CLOCK HIGH

time wraps around noon

like a racecar drifting

& i lean into it
into the tip of time

stereo up

windows down

twelve o clock high

~

& the sunlight

round beechcombe

flashes on the wrecks

in the park

that dared once reach 

for a kingdom

& that podium champagne