BREAKING AND ENTERING
Broken glass on the floor of dreams
Cut the feet and blood comes, a memory
Unrestrained and opened like a body in surgery
Runs and seems to be something spectacular.
A walk through a park in Springtime.
Explosions in the inner eye, an inability to
Walk to the edge of reason, love, drunken and useless
To form words, night terrors, adolescent concerns
With appearance and impressions derailed,
Sparks streaming from the mouth.
A sudden reversal of fortune, no way
To stay awake through it all.
We walk to the edge of the abyss.
We say our names to each other.
Nothing makes much sense.
Crickets begin their stridulation and the flesh
Parts below the dermis and works its way
Upwards to where we dine together,
Laughing and kidding about old times.
The way we understood each other.
Finally, splashes of liquids cool the flesh.
We hope they are parts of songs we once sang.
The referee makes arms signals showing
What it is we have done to deserve such penalties.
We stand at the rail of the boat.
The sea churns behind us, unalarmed
By all of this. In the next second
We remember everything.
I will kiss you like this again.
I will talk to your relatives as if they
Were photocopies of great bridges
That once spanned continents, Places
Where we could see what was coming,
Unable to do anything about it.