Thursday, February 4, 2010

Do You Find Indifference?

your neighbor's son lies
dying
for you
alien to the desert that
welcomes
his blood

baby's bloated bellies
ire
over
your
abandoned bounty

a lover's body
the heavens of
a new universe
and nights
are for
naming the heart's
constellations

bon ami
part your lips
with
quips
a joke
a smoke

artistry yields
Venus and Apollo
beauty
in a
brush
and you
blush
because

it makes no difference.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

words balanced
the profound and the profane
the unicyclist her arms outstretched
teeters on the brink
what mystery here
such delicate detachment
as though the air were filled with butterflies
made of gold and silver and tinsel

danny cosmic microwave said...

words.
greeting. fleeting.
hope and water.
all that life should
mean.