ONLY WHITE SHIRTS HAVE RED BLOOD

 

horror film remake
is b-movie dust

pointless back then

it has a home now

context achieved thru time

& its divorce from hype

i ponder & wonder & stretch

i lift the veil - yes

into the minutia dungeon

& i pick at my feet there
far from poughkeepsie

again its only white shirts

that are red with blood

OVERDRESSED SUPPER

again

despite events

i watch all the 

n o t h i n g 

get it on

outside 
the 
windows
dawn

~

small birds 
ferry small twigs

round neighbours 
fetch their narrow rags

ambulances come
&
ambulances go

me-wah me-wah on the downlow

~

naked lunch ?

overdressed supper !

served too late
nebulous of source
& 
burnt & bruised 
black & blue

~

truth is fools gold
drowned in electric mist

alive tho
forever
in 
coltrane & cohen

so i pick my feet
outside poughkeepsie

& wonder
& wonder
& wonder

about the glitches
mounting up
mounting up
in
this
hardlight
soft dirt
hologram