Unlocked.
gears destined for rust and fallow fields
move smoothly in grime
for men in shirtsleeves
and women laughing in sunlight
silos line the horizon
stuffed to the brim
with pipe dreams and hops
children as shadow puppets
behind clotheslines
herald the bees and honey
thrusting pipes push earthen mounds
echoing coffins’ slumbers
men heave iron and wheat
on a forgotten country road
all one
internet frequency
coaxial joining
back to the Garden
no barriers
between leaf and lens
every access
to skin and bone and flavor
nothing too precious
to be kept in plastic
or steel vault
stone and earth
protectors
rain and sun
wash and burn away sin
days of neon and nylon
like fine china
cracked and useful
mementos
grimy raw festering world
with compost and warning labels
avoid the tree of knowledge
keep something better
coded for pleasure
tattooed by teeth
one scream
heard around fault lines
no mistakes
just feeling joy and pain
messages relayed
all one
I think I heard you mumble
something the wind
carried away
racing final sunlight
collections we will keep
I have a thousand questions
just for you
they’ll have to fade
kicking stones as we walk
less to say, more to see
I’ve been plucked and laid
across a world of
saccharine beauty
and cool intellect
my feet don’t touch
the ground here
I miss the pretense
of a better tomorrow
and castles of music
there’s no guarding the heart
when the mind’s at play
we should have gathered
our things
– our thoughts –
before the tooth fairy’s twine
ran too low on the spool
but there’s always such a rush
of fools
squandering the sweet first air of morning
breathe and move as one
it’s your body and mind to keep
we should reclaim
our reins
– our thoughts –
before we forget our hauntings
growing tired in spirit
but there’s always more
to explore
setting alight a wanton heart
