streams of yellow air
science fiction preparing
sweet water dreamers

basking in your glow
being in another light
my eyes are sunburned

on a quiet dawn
aware of one another
we woke up that day

she can’t find her purse
and pretty as a picture
the drug addict nurse

life lingers no more
all the cats are calico
like rocks into sand

make the trap pretty
like a beautiful woman
who has no pity

bad acting brunette
witness to a homicide
black water dinner

if granted one wish
I’d reverse our rotation
for a date with Gish

shock on their faces
educating the wise ones
left without traces

all we do yields naught
but as we envy the dead
they laugh at our deeds

an eye in the sky
communion of the ages
until it left us

oh the spectacle
we can only imagine
our fathers’ visions

roasted almonds with
radioactive sea salt
a glow in your face

where are you going
adrift on the cosmic sea
paintings are just maps

red carpet fever
no cosmos is forever
and stars but a wink

frothing and fearless
for all the pretty faces
die in high places

they never knew it
electric narcissism
on social mirrors

waves of light stream in
worlds projected on the wall
no one sees but me

riding in the car
radio black blues singer
carries the gray day

Lana has her plan
dappled sun on dirty face
contemplates murder