Sunday, February 13, 2005

fluid against the earth

on the eve of valentines
he went to bed @ 9:45
about the same as the kids


she on the other hand stayed up



they did have sex today on the couch
& the floor in his office / movie room
while the kids were up stairs playing videos




pointer finger on the right hand
inflamed @ the first joint / dry itch
on the out side / a tang of pain through
the bone / / it comes from no where
becomes / an obsession of thought
is it arthritis / or fibro m / always
these odd pains / no reason except to torment
the body / keep it on it's toes / as it were
there shall be no pain free day / ha ha ha









joke's on me





so the brown of earth / is gone
covered in a layer of white

as recent as yesterday rocks & bits of
green lawn / & the bud of a tulip next to
the house / barren tho / i could see the ground
but all was dead / stored beneath dirt / waiting st.ill
cold / for early february is in the air / winter & all





yet today / the sun hot against my face
we stand on the south facing deck
smoke / drink our morning cuppa / no creamo
heat milk / make a latte' . ah roll a fatti

let's get the day lost slow / start now
we get to the end ///


the sky is kindred blue / twinkling
& each ray of sun shine melts the trees
ever y where drips drip drip / sounds like rain
branches spring up / fahlump / snow hits the grounds

& every where diamonds sparkle across the blue blue
of winter cover / / sun bounces / rainbows each drop
of water / melted snow / hangs like precious beads of light
before each breaks off / landing in a smack of decimation /
ah back to the earth with you / winter run off / time to join
the rivlets / & the creeks / & the full length of kootenay lake
time to be blue again / fluid against the earth







with each passage / body contorts / twitches for nicotine
each craving move from the feet up / un til the hands scratch
the hands scratch / oh what is this majestice injustice the body
feels / wonders / /





today 2 the rink / we skate / mother mother / / ties the skates
holds the hands / doles out change for the vending machine

every body skates / skates / mothers & fathers / brothers & sisters
the ice is a clamity of commotion / scrape scrape / blades on ice
top 40 blares thin / tinny against behind the shout of voices & laughter
& scrape scrape scrape / the monitor blows his whistle & everyone changes
direction / / oh a weak left leg / afraid to cross over on the corners
ice is hard / a multitude of children push chairs / steady steady / or
they sit on them / & those damn fathers/ oh chance takers / the wild ones
safety? & they whiz around around the rink / hold on / the chairs spin
across the ice / / my god i say to rae ann/ so dangerous / / i'm surprised
no one gets hurt / /















i fell down again / lost my self in the day
& for got about you /















how to kill a thot / how to erase memory
sugar rises in the throat / thick white
this is spit of the sickest kind







& yet your tongue lick ed the back of my throat
pressed hard against / swallowed me whole

& i was born of bits again / lost between
deep mountain shadow / deepest blue black
even the pine trees blacken / when the light
disappears / /a gain she sees death out of the corner
of her eyes / / is any one listening / ears grow thick
sound becomes / is a luxury / / the phatt buzz buzz of
some one turn these bells off in my head / / time to end
the story / once upon a page / the words fell off / & all
the while / no one really cared / / beyone care

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