Smoke on the Water

Something about how your heart
stalls out halfway there
& palm trees stumble
beneath the weight of a thousand details
already forgotten
& yet such things have presence
as much an anyplace in particular
desire being as good a reason as any other
a numb caress
the same color as true romance
blessing early morning ceremonies
below Lighthouse Point
another random example tangled in seaweed
going or gone
just because you can’t pay for the same
crime twice nor
establish the rapture
stirring your kool-aid w/a cigarette
one step past the fact or ficciones
cross-referenced
in a deep blue guacamole sky