Saturday, June 16, 2012

The Weed Hill Improvement Association

Lights! Camera! Reality!
decorous doorknobs
                               birthday surrealism
      pineapples but

unresolved tool sheds
                                     blond wood curls
purple Galaxie 500’s barnacled with rust
               
stonework with green filling
                kids already pushing
                                                    every edge –
       the thirst for infinite regress
                                in the blue of fading address

weeds grow from rock walls like
                                                    family trees
                up from a gravestone
                                all the milky secrets
                        out in the open

spurious sawgrass groans
                at the spring chassis
                                                teeth machines
                that grin with green filth
                                                in their mouths

the pulp of a million
                dandelions scattered
                                as salts beside the drains
     with desiccated baby’s breath
                forget-me-nots neglected
                                day lilies hung out on the nod

while dogs smile at crotches
                vines like cartoon octopi
     hang like petticoats
                                a thistle glistening
                      roller-coaster ride

long grass like feather quill
                pens clasped in their cases
                                gone to seed
                    but quivering with ideas

cheek-colored clover
                centers the bees
     as they whizz through the vortex
                missing bullseyes

the squirrels are finally caught red-handed
           they protest in stillness for a moment
     but then they fly
                                they know
                they’ve stolen everything