Wednesday, January 11, 2012

IF ONLY THE AQUARIUM










a black belt
more gothic
than martial arts
is weeping bitter
silver studs
and singing
songs frothy
to the dying

rose too
far gone
is hearing
short-term
memory again
swearing the
pussy-willow's      
barking like
a manic Dalmatian
insisting that
the globe
is really just

a balloon
not the night
sky fallen
into nothingness
punctured
by Excalibur's
so-called
innocent

blade
over all
there is
a pall
of salt
and ashes
and the threat
of unpainted fish

by morning
in the corner
a huge terra-cotta
model of human teeth
housing a halogen lamp
and a beeswax candle

winks before
announcing,
"that was easy"
then opens wide
belches gravestones
and swallows

S.E.Ingraham©
dVerse

3 comments:

  1. What incredible imagery! I felt as if the end line of each stanza inexorably pulled me on to the next - and I had to follow this lead to see what would happen next.

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  2. This is very cool! I love "the threat of unpainted fish."

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  3. Thanks to you both - surrealism and synaesthesia type work tends to be fun; you can just let it rip, I find

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