Thursday, December 3, 2009

E Mail To Damniso Lopez 67


E MAIL FOR DAMNISO LOPEZ 67



My journal, 2006:



The breakfast scrambled illusions justified
the desert life style of standing
for months on one foot atop a sharp rock,
only coming down to scribble
cryptic semiotics on the side of bee hives.

The awareness of death inevitability
permeates every lip kissed
even if the lip
is pursed in an erotic twist, or
relates in its wrinkled coral
a corkscrew occultist narrative.

Red-crowned parrot on parlor lamp,
blue-bowled incense on orange-legged table,
scent of Tennyson’s decaying apples,
a curvaceous soprano singing coloratura
in plaster on the slab of the dead piano
continued the proof the rent was paid.


Duane Locke

Posted over on Poets Online

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