Chesapeake, VA 01/20/15
hips become
a matching set
of pestle & mortar
to grind down
sleep
dream
mood
skyrocket discontent
my own personal pain
; i have no time
for your grief
—leave me alone
femoral heads
(most sensitive)
rasp gnarled
in diseased sockets
the clunk
and pop
of worn-out
(misaligned)
ball-joints
of a wobble
automobile
a beater
with nowhere to go
no way to go
no get-up-and-go
the emanating
life force
now shackled
; cinched down tight
like a corset
suffocating
an inactive core
give me
the full monty
behind the
white giant
jesus statue
my incision time
frankenstein
the monster
or the doctor?
please,
can i sit outside
the breakers?
once again
Monthly Archives: May 2015
corduroy skies and oak tassels
cedar grove angel variation
Published on the Film Shooters Collective, Curated Photos 10/10/16
Copyright secured by Digiprove © 2015 V Perrottistrawberries in train oil
tender leaves bud hands
waterfall body blue-green
smooth as speckled river rocks
in the name of brilliant sky, whale is taken
while gathering details from the canoe-man’s
bone tipped lance—purified in ceremony
seal-skin bags hang full from the rafters
paddles that end in points, for self-defense
carved ovoids in wood to pass before plato’s fire
projecting human shadows on the cave wall
the dead bear is placed on a throne beside the chief
offering the bear food and drink before eating him
inside the polished cedar box—the sun’s promise
dried crusty sea salt on weathered skin
desiccated souls hang from a line
white men in wooden ships and rum
destruction in the presence of crosses and seagull circles
starfish, killed in their sleep, litter the shoreline
ceremony of seaweed, daughters traded for marriage
potlatch people return to their wooden lodges
to dream under blankets of cedar, the dream of whales