Saturday, June 11, 2011

Choat Make Goat Pearl Boon.

high speed silver pearls
fort frictionlessly from its
transparent umbilical,
its shadow across
the deeply lined faces
of the stone silent
carved onlookers
whose heavy bases
move according to 
magnetic grin.

the piranha is lame.
see how it lists on its side,
no ice to column the wound
in the founding of its 
tabled windows, and 
when we look down
through vinyarded atriums,
what casque buboes rise
to the occasion are both
instrument and vehicle.

the pearl piranha prāṇa
is loosely flowing, and devoutly
floating, blue eggs rumba round
the transparent umbilical hat b-band,
makedly choating.