Tuesday, August 25, 2009

"Shift In The Molecular (Composition Of Matter)"

A shift in the molecular
Composition of matter,
Brought about by some
Extraordinary experiments:

With dedication
And official denials
Prepared beforehand,
Should anything
Get out of the box:

Wild or not,
It's something
To have familiarity with-
Even should it prove a myth- if....

Sunday, August 23, 2009

"Getting Excited Over Sylvia"

This morning,
She called me up-

Saying from her,
She'd decided
There would be
No more excuses-

I started getting excited-

"Oh, Sylvia!"

"Sylvia!"

"You mean you finally agree,
"To go out and see a movie with me?"

"Oh, Sylvia-"

"Sylvia-"

"Sylvia-"

"I'll pick you up tonight at six!"

Just as she gave a wild laugh,
And said she was only pulling my chain again-

And the phone went- click!

"Sylvia!"

"Sylvia!"

"Ooh...
"I'm going to get you,
"Sylvia!"

"She's Got A Novelistic Vision"

She's got a novelistic vision-
It's her usual state of mind.

Yet she doesn't claim
Any literary excellence-

For though
She's got a novelistic vision-

That doesn't mean she wants to write one:

She's much more at home
In what she considers
Her attempts at verse-

She's not a nihilist:

And at times
Is quite taken by
Some glittering rhyme...

Yet she feels
The panorama of civilization-
And is very much inspired
In her heart by the realization-

That she'd truly love nothing better,
Than to be able to say it in every single line.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

"Concede"

Concede the possibility
That the universe is me-
The universe is you:
But of course, it isn't-
So that's not true.

You're part of it,
I'm part of it-
And it's not irrelevant
That a duck won't jump
Like a kangaroo...

Who?

Mysticism to resonate.

Mathematics-

And 8-track tape player,
As well as stereo turntable logic:

Even a vinyl record revelation
That John was the walrus-

But upon listening to "Glass Onion,"
You're insisting that Paul was a walrus too?

Well, as to your rational faculties-
I am in of grave doubt.

But as the needle
Goes down in to the groove...

Yeah, it's "Twist and Shout."

Because baby, I say-

It doesn't really
Have to matter
How old a song is:

It's whether or not it can make you move...

And girl,
I can see that it does-
And you do.

Friday, August 21, 2009

"For Example"

For example- for example-

For example- nothing.

Nothing- nothing-

Not in addition:

Not in any category:

Journeying- journeying:

To nowhere-

The impermanence of your world.

"Everything"

A shimmering array-

Of twirling blues and greens-

Everything-

Appears to reflect those colors-

Caught up in the mesmerizing-

It's not surprising-

I must be having a dream...

As I lay peering about the room:

Sea plant angels swim through the air-

And they too-

Reflect the colors blue and green-

Suddenly taking notice of me-

They all as one line-up:

And begin to sing...

But I can't make out the words-

Yet what does it matter-

As long as I keep in mind-

I must be having a dream?

It seems...

Everything.

"It's-!"

It's not always
Just about
Mixed-up dreams,
Like old horror
And science fiction films
Blended together-

Involving a dialogue
With some nut in a lab,
Who talks about another version
Of a genetically altered house fly-
Not involving teleporting:

Yet one that also gets itself
Caught in a spider's web,
And screams...

Or anyone else who echoes
The same sorts of themes:

No- it's not always
Just about things like that.

Even though there's no doubt,
But that the world is moving
Fast and furious-

And it's crazy,
And it's serious:

With science
Running afoul of chaos:

The island of Dr. Moreau...

But like I said,
It's not always
Just about-

You!