Prayer-curse For A New Year
Coyote's bowed head in the flashlight
and the thickness of frost out across the field
is a sign of something in the New Year
A hunted thing - silence in the crook of a tree
mistaken for meaning and darkness
You could crawl in that space - live out a life
unexamined - the hermit - a cowl and staff ready
if only you could open your drawn-on mouth
On the drive home you cannot escape yellow eyes
the sign of possession in every movie ever made
The trickster god opens his mouth and fills
the world with flies and sparking lanterns
polyhedral dice fall in clatters on the tin roof
The sound of grass shattering is a year-is-over sound
a year-is-starting promise that could -
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02 January 2017
Poem-A-Day #308 : Prayer-curse For A New Year
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15 April 2016
Poem-A-Day #46 : The 46th Day
The 46th Day
A meteor explodes over Russia
& the USS Maine explodes
sinking to the bottom of Havana Harbour
& the United States goes to war with Spain
& it is
the largest object to invade the planet
since the last meteor that exploded over Russia
In Milwaukee
Jeffery Dahmer goes to prison for life
& he does die there his body pulped by a 20 inch pipe
& somewhere Galileo & Chris Farley are born & Owen Willans Richardson dies
his theory transmits the heat from static shock
to meteor
to the Maine's decks
To the center of your eye
umbilical
to this small dark room in Santa Fe
where you tell me you are leaving us
where there is stop in the spin of the earth
where the coyotes wait outside the gates to scrap
A meteor explodes over Russia
& the USS Maine explodes
sinking to the bottom of Havana Harbour
& the United States goes to war with Spain
& it is
the largest object to invade the planet
since the last meteor that exploded over Russia
In Milwaukee
Jeffery Dahmer goes to prison for life
& he does die there his body pulped by a 20 inch pipe
& somewhere Galileo & Chris Farley are born & Owen Willans Richardson dies
his theory transmits the heat from static shock
to meteor
to the Maine's decks
To the center of your eye
umbilical
to this small dark room in Santa Fe
where you tell me you are leaving us
where there is stop in the spin of the earth
where the coyotes wait outside the gates to scrap
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Spanish-American War,
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