PLEASE HELP BLUE PRESS STAY AFLOAT

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Anywhere from here

Tasting the blue flame
                              head chick
naked beneath her tattoos & silver
              on the nod eminence
                              blue of the sea
              wet flower
                                          thighs
Where were we?
              the sky glued shut
dark surround sound
                              Time’s winged chariot
              (an ambulance?)

She pulled me w/her
                              over the edge
              light there relinquished
                                          the rare petal’s secret
keeps the rain’s memory
                              a shadow in the vein
clinging sea-vines & blossoms
              pearls dipped in wine reflecting
clipped wings
                              tainted glass
we pressed our lips against
& tears like iron