MUSIC 2

Big plush purple chairs
Seem to sink down below sight
And the music surrounds me
Like the smoked incense
Through my head.
The grin becomes a broad smile
And all the while
Feet thump and fingers tap
All through the night.
 

SILVER SAND

Do you remember
Where it all began
Back long ago
In past time.
You know
It still seems
Like yesterday.
Through city dreams
I can still recall
You and me
Against the sea.
And the secret night calls
Silver sands.
 

THRESHOLD

Deep in the sidewalk's crack
Where glimmering pools
Of smokey hazed lamps burn
I pass by.
See that red lamp post
With the gas hissing aura
Enveloping the night around.
Making my way to the door
That opens across the crazed
Grass split cemented gravel
I pause at the stoop.
Weather worn worm wooded darkened
by well worn knocks hails
My call to those within.
I have returned to my abode.
This darkened door did creak
With straining wood from split
To hinge the unyielding span
Of light.
The ever widening hazy candle
Light sprang from the darkened
Night into my eyes.
The step down within was
Quite familiar
And the fresh feeling seemed
To overwhelm me as I paused
On the threshold
Of space.
 

CONTACT

The carnival dogs awoke
As Night rose in her west
The beasts could be heard
Moving through the caves
The eyes were around
Piercing visions
In stillness
The city began
To breathe
Swelling sidewalk hunters
Territorial corners
And terrible prowling Engines
To wrestle in the Night
Somewhere near
A flash of blue
Cloth
Contact
Skin
Money
Yes
Gone
The Engines returned
Sidewalks continued
Constant Night
 

HELLO

Hello fine lady
Free as night
Dance around me
Sure of your steps
But follow me home