Saturday, February 12, 2011


Two sides of a painted curve,
one is green of bile
the other mambo black.

A heavy handed thrust
into the thinness of airs
("to no one in particular, she said")
seeking solace from despair.

Vicious, vehement, vomitous velocity...
... specious, speedy, spinning spear
gathering dusty spectacles
returning to choke its sender.

A blunt clobber to the jugular
in an unaware instance unguarded,
just shy of a heartbeat.

"Let out the poisons honey," he said,
"let out the poison."