Love in a New Time

Who’s driving this pen then?
That light behind the light,
Through the leaves,
Beyond the trees?
Cells that lost a certain weight
Are dancing. Laughing like the brushes
Watching us roll in the paint instead.

Who’s dissolving these fruits then?
Flesh fermenting; ultra sweet
Ecstasies of seed
Intoxicated wasp berserkers
Dance songs about these
Heroic deeds. In circular time;
Story and dream.

Fish silver wave tops
Make love to flow with form.
An orgone shake-shake!
Black eyes deep with space
Only ever reflect. Layers in
Before you can finally see
That the ocean is smiling.

2015

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