bracelets of lebon cedar
buffalo horn
abalone amber
elephant hair
silver from mexico

and india

frankincense dust yins in mid-air
with 50 cent's worth of afro-american
rapturous gluttony
yang mama yang

she bangs on the window miming a nickel's worth
of belly button

in the window
halloween

a mis en scene between two miniature pumpkins
flaubert in mystical union
with his metaphysical self
dressed just in a loin cloth
presided by madame b. raising chains
symbolizing something



i'm all hindu and zen today
pointing the way with my bamboo cane
between thick mantra and tantric thicket
explaining with prods and whacks
when necessary
the subtle forking between music
and mayhem

all the while
scattering crumbs so's not to get lost
but knowing for sure i'll never come back
that way
again
too may thomas wolfes and thomas manns
lurk in the tricky
grimm-filled woods

and maybe elephants
wanting their hair back
and buffalo their horn

i lock the back door
smoke a nickel's worth between
next tour of the mausoleum
where dead men
outspeak outshout out sing
the living
this being the propped up eternal feminine
worn like an undying principle of tradeback
hot of the presses
weakest link
watering down
the spirit and everything
with lingering
refusing to believe
authorship is dead


i lead a blind man into a nook of conspiracy theories
and tell him to feel for the thickest book

he picks gibbons

wrong
i smack his tissue paper hands

try again

this time he takes josephus


i give him a silver bracelet and a mint

history repeats

refrains
of 50 cents

and caesar's heads...








twained



�2005 by noverili
posted 10/19/05