”Our Lady’s rare transit”
Immobilized while the sun moves eternal
Skekinah fields Venus green diurnal
Pick-me-up trumpets in reveille staining
Of stick-me-up scrum stock for inner entraining
In difficult big-wig hats
Eleusis you themed, Aloysius on the masthead,
A double-down transfer-edged cacophony ring
In stout circuit sentences grand in word prisons
The blest fingered furnaces pining rapt ash
Recoiled and recalled in the placement of sash
Sordid with monstrances shooting their tracks
Ever-bloomed moon, lilac moth-frequencies
Ill-conceived ill-stars to burgeon our plight
Man-dead and man-heavy dropped into sequences
Pistols from skirt curtains itched for a fight
The innumerable vestibules croaked into residues
Residual valences coiffed to a pitch
To cover the dashes that snitch
Surreal venereal cockpit of light
Finds eggs at vibrator dawn teemed with blight
Rascals and androids merrily vie
For umbrage at cost for the night
Releasing redemption in whorls of pink light
The folds always yield to the tremulous truth
That stiffens and flexes and holds down the shoot
Like jalopy calliopes bursting with loot
It’s stricken and struck-down and strunk out and fanned
The keys to obscenity purloined and banned
In woeful obliquity, morose regret,
The sanctions come facing like blocks
Come tumbles like quarters through sieves of good luck
Where books of immemorial debt go to town
To rupture and wind man around
Electric surveillance and bon vivant frowns
They pass through the current selection of crowns
To take scattered eyelashes down
Subterfuge of laughter, cool dressage of anger
Compromised squalor of incendiary desire
Hoopla the Barbarian knows the gist
That makes it a sin to enter and kiss
To puncture a view in essence
The cavalier player of pearls and incense
Lost antiquarians stacking the decalogues
Vying for virgins who strip to their flogs
Condemning the women who hold up like glue
Through the bastard hours and contemptuous views
Willing to sun-squat in outbursts of maize
The squirm and the slurry, the rage
Bilious casualty brimming with grief
At the dead-set-against-itself chastity thief
Roaring with sanctity ceremonial glee
Ravenous flowers and turbulent seas
And all of the graciousness stops at the freeze
We crawl to the urban terminal
Bilking innumerable charity pickings
That feebly emote the security ward prickings
Stick it to the woman who braves bare breast babies
And heeds all commands in the guise of the almighty
She ratchets away what she catches
But leaves some threads loose on the spool
There always is some blast to warn her
That she happily forfeits to be fooled
The rabbit of symphonies plays with the keys
And call cloudlines down for an encore of sleaze
Brandishing diplomats improper tongues
They bandy the worth of their crumbs
In sums with their lungs
The interlopes plea to stay in good graces
Of fleas and horse thiefs
The ignorant savages warning of beasts
To keep their own home-powder dry
Grandiloquent eye with the bantering fly-ointment
Trivializing terror and glee
It’s all what you do to get by at your job don’t you see?
The world’s oldest man in his red robes and locks
Contemplates suicide watching the clocks
He waves his new chalice through breast, eyes, lips, labia
Ordering pieces to size
Cheer the numinous wrath on the vine
Condemn the desperate desire you pine
A stopping from everything to be more kind
Resentment comes out in due time
The bells of the servants will chime
And hell will break loose in the blinds
Stealth ruination and popes who serve wine
To entwine the looters with scenery crime
No one knows who is right, what goes on in between
Is never apparently quite what it seems
Hostages shared and hostages freed
And taken away the endemic feed
Covered and cloistered and cowered and keyed
—Both sides of one crystal set to revolving
One more conundrum that’s almost worth solving
Running from innocent lies
Turned indecent sighs
Trusting the truth to a clamorous vestige
Of original real, the original feeling
The shame that we shared dealt and dealing in
Mastery over the Earth
That weeping mass of life now burdened
With our antagonized births,
The craving of excess, the natural deemed sin,
The whole disenfranchised disillusioned chemistry
That knows not its own responsibilities
To keep and to move like the sun in the sky
And the moon that returns every sigh
moonbow in Hawaii
