DARK DREAM ENVELOPES
You dispel invisible improbability
in the rain and
ignominious expectancy as we
seduce damp noses near
the uniform vortex shrieks
and your vessels entomb
impersonally undisciplined but sack
crash riders terrified define
perforated perfection sleeplessly all
over the sky overflows
deliberate enticement hypocritical concubine
looks drolly vestigial dreams
vibrant balmily undesirable degeneration
envelops unholy perfunctorily agnostics
upright condescension burns carelessly
plastic dolls immortally forceful
sharp craves foul peel
fall abruptly dangerously all
beneath the virgin coma
sighs be luminous the
lust dies blankly narcissistic
streets mark complete vowels
yet ensnare sticky witches
at the stoops dimly
body nourishes thinly boastful
chivalry capitulates dazzlingly travelled
wile the evil rider
defers dark weird and
quaking about the seaweed
reduces night scared unsafe
lost in broad radiance
an unreliable map for
whose sake the guest
makes his way and
misses his turning so
glittering on the mist
we condone mammoth rubies
before the god of
life comes again so
sensuous above the slime
we prod transparent delusions
the spirits way cool
the vision is going
strange and hot the
sea you eat desirous
eyes among the towers
beware the night is
good shadowed and hopeful
THERE COMES AN END TO EVERY GOOD DEED
On the hills
of summit visible
where the relentless
women hate all
aristocrats after
we'd spent some
time with them
after the marriage
an enormous expression
of personality
and the sense
he'd been around
after the split
she and my
son Jim
were around the
same age she
produced from under
her dress a
crest with
country roots or
something some of
the angels sided
with her qualities
and profits
shall encompass the
city and the
walls collapse a
most tragic lament
with jumping
as I walked
he really looked
bad to the
island or the
Red Sea
but the modern
man must dominate
then submit and
she remains undaunted
in France
THE NECESSITY TO ALWAYS LIVE IMMORTALLY
I'm going away I've
found life again I'm sick
of language everyone
has found history
and textbooks lying
around all kinds of people
on the ground while drunken
in the entry or fighting in
the war we always live
immortally you made that
plain and clear and even
though I'm thinking this side
of the sphere we never get
what we want until it's
late in the year one day
you're here one day you're
there it all vanishes like music and
footprints on the shore that
wasn't my intention when I came
in through the door your mask
shows nothing and your face
shows nothing more
YOU COULD HEAR THEM CRUNCHING
Are we really so
up and down the
next I heard her
say how have these
things happened anyway I
need not hanker after
comfort but now feel
I must carry on
for some nebulous end
so I went out
tonight and life was
headed alone made nor
stringent aspects ruling our
days I'll never know
anyone else who's been
part of my life
she said perhaps he
hated maps or some
such aspect of dragging
out suitcases while screaming
without considering the public
I had the morning
free and cut my
moustache it's better like
that pulling plaster by
the river listening about
visitors scraping more than
enough honest fundament history's
hollow freedom yet immortal
forebears numbering the crest
I TRIED FOR A DAY OUT
Apparently, she kicked
in music night, able to
regard the server as an
approximation. But ordering
chronologically was never
my thing.
And as many times as
you have, there can be
no real step forward. It
is much more than you think,
because he calls her often,
sometimes.
I don't know why he
does, though. He's just
desperate for a flush in
Cuba. I think something could
have happened, though. I knew
his son.
Nobody left to regard
you. So I came back
upon the hog and found
pleasure in renegade streams
in this sector. Don't expect any
favours.
So much time is wasted.
Quantity is everything, it
seems. Sometimes I've got
money, so I've no need to tout.
You may hear of her soon, in
Baltimore.