Mag Poem.3 "About Life"

About Life


Orange across your cozy moon
weedwet yet livid drinking
from a black sea of remembering,
a dizzy stream of voice, an after
scent, the full stream under skin.
Feel our tiny sky? The rose night,
a puddle of brilliant stone, cool
slather. How not to hear sun-red
urges, this heartvein to America,
what color soil brings blossom, sizzle
rhythm, motor and paradise; live at love, love
bound anatomy and solitary machine so plump
in thrill beside you, full like luck, like river.



12/10/06