Two Poems
Something Blue #21
When this divided house collides again and comes unbound and sand reforms our social norms in ocean sound the hills both wet and warm with mother’s milk will loose the fire tooth in flags and of their ilk flooding from the coast and what is burning from within to make the new the same inclined to turn the other’s cheek again these gains by smoke and mirror repeated and appraised for those who’ve saved the most have others wrought what they have made and those made pliant goods for gods are gathered need each self-preservation undercut by reservations raised around endangered creed so now this skin tight ghetto’s fashion forms a lesser kin whose covered heart is pledged in warning signs embody each American devoted confusion reigns when everyman is swept into a middle ground and man is fused by what he hewed and not the other way around
Something Blue #25
As oil in dust refines our present tense we lie in past’s repose this bit of shell soaked sea you heard greenhouse of glass by bit exposed slow thaw bovine carved Frankenstein tinfoil touched nerve to solder broken fare sheep’s empty suit disarms dispute chalk figures’ purple hearts bleed out in warming air mild winter song of all went wrong encrypted traffic jams the frequency a honeyed creed’s metastatic seeds commute in sweet hyperbole advantage points remind anoints blue sky with glaze and ocean breeze ingest what fors at surplus stores deadpan Fort Sumter’s antifreeze bomb shelter feast mushroomed defeat byproduct of drunk hemlock paid war chest of hay in geodesic way a pregnant pause before decay confined what ticks what each has sought inside Tin Man a doomsday clock when all the druthers come to naught born out of turn the scarecrows flock unto midnight nonstick daylight high noon arrives in dark despair no yellow road a rusted code the engine block beyond repair