A Mystic Walks In The Rain
I anticipate rain hearing it for days on the radio I smell it on the wind the only good smell in this town clouds filled to brimming with inclement weather cluster near my left ear thunder is a sound that strikes deep into the ear hole the hammer vibrates I anticipate rain closing up all the windows of the body working long hours to shore up the blood dams I plait my hair wear one silver earring of peacock feathers tattoo a blue crescent moon on each of my incisors sing chants & make all the proper signs in the air somewhere in the night a hawk bloods the moon the long scream of a woman unrolls rain falls sudden inside my eyes then all around me the blood dams bulge
A Blue Whale
a blue whale beneath the skin silver shiny scars on the shoulder blue whale swimming through dark blood deep into the body porpoises leap from your breasts when I touch you there sharks swing around boulders in your ankles with a small powerful flick of their tails dark ships sink in your eyes the rising sun lies just beneath your skin beneath mine a blue whale the black sail of night blows over us the day with its delicate ankles & wrists of bone & silver walks across the water to disappear I put my hand down to the dark place between your thighs the sand of my lips on yours
Nameless
I let my name out into the darkness like a favorite cat it disappears without a sound it will be days before it returns it is an old game one that somehow settles the spirit to be nameless in a dark city to be something blowing in the wind
Love Poem
you lie in the unopened blood of the dream summer days on your lips like the light from old suns outside the window crickets making songs with their black knees
