Poem -
THE PRAYER ---VOICED BY A DARKNESS
The Tongue
Quick to edit a slurred cremation
failed to save this drowning forced remark
into that universe
slipping across burning chanting secrets
each god holding its pale offspring
up to an even paler burning star
Clever versions in limb
in sighted foolish excitement
breaching through stale slick
surfaces
cloaked skinless searching
slow subjected in echo
creased crushed in grinding voices
connected palms waving
in each sweet fragrance
poured out of a toothless portal
as murder became
dedicated into sliced versions
sweeping past times present ears
a scared scarlet spat verse
brokers into cavernous fragmented
hope
each stanza grabbed
as orbital schemes circle
PALMS PART
AND THE ROOM
IS JUST A ROOM
