Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Sometimes a Pin

Sometimes a pin

enters through one side

striking the center of the sun,

goes out the other side.

and then a capitalized inflated IT

bleeds and bleeds and bleeds

and then sighs and rolls over

and then in a moment

the swelling is gone

all is not lost-

it just happens sometimes to the willfully obscure.

Mockingbird

Moments of clarity. Serviceable joy to the max. A reach for the ledge.
Under-pre-misconstrued points of departure are reality testing itself through credo,
soon to shift, to melt into opposing trajectory.

Rants I used to share, words I used to undertake meaning.
Transient belief; momentary calm.
the undertaker with his palms clasped.
soon to jostle for surf space with a four hundred watt lightbulb wedged in the space
between my ears.
redo the makeup. Al is well.
May Al be Happy
May Al be Peaceful.

Smile.
This is how we will come to understand
that the mockingbird does point to a concrete reply.