MOMENTS, INSTANCES

MOMENTS, INSTANCES


and flies teem on me
in the deep bush
by a swamp
that’s wet and deep
and rude 
*
and climbing a rock
face and gasping
on my back and 
see a crescent
moon

 

*

waiting all night
in an old train station
boy toys and hookers
mill beneath the roof
of the greasy spoon
bar there
where all the noise
is

*

and this music from 
a lyre that’s mute
and silence on
a guitar that’s blue
and symphonies
of wind in trees
and a great bath
above the soot
*
liver-dark urine
in a sunlit kitchen
27 mice in the closet
and a cat that’s new
*
Van Gogh cycles
a paint so yellow
it kisses sunlight
like a nun the truth.





(C)2013 by W.G. Milne

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