Sunday, November 7, 2010

Bass Des IRES



i was only given
the one small single blue
metallic ingot
wrapped
in a red veined leaf

one day
i found a hat
but had just learned
to speak

rendering it
impossible

slowly the dark bird
unfurled the seven colors
of its building
the sides of a thousand lanterns
all opened at once

and then sweet mother
of confessions
the water came tumbling down

so much in fact
that in your big stone shoes
of lapis
we glided by force
to foreign lands

we have lain
in the wild gears
smoke through the trees
smoke

through hot ocarina eyes
carried in slippers
of water