Beneath the Sunbeam (O/S)

Beneath the sunbeam, a cold lingers 

Between buildings where djinn play, graves 

Of moss  covered with shards of glass 
Glinting sight fractured into a thousand-reflections yes, yet running razors 
To the rind these rivers of scarlet
Crying over falls for the schism to scatter 
Like stars across skies unseen 
By the blind who blanket their faces in memory 
Too late to see the haunt of purgatory peeling away 
Your layers of time like so much grime 

Drink (Outer Spiral)

  

Bring your cup here and be filled with plumes of fires 

Secreting themselves between trees where hide 

moonbeams minding the tune you spell your doom to. 

Yes- dance to the song tearing tendon, strumming 

every string to the beat of a breath leaving itself 

Doin’ All Right (O/S)

Split my pants, flat on my bike 

But I’m doing all right Smoke my pipe &  saw the 

sights 

B/c I’m doing all right
Ate too fast, talked my funk But I’m doin alright 
Home at last, layin’ it down 
B/c I’m doing all right 
Move too fast, still out of cash
But I’m doin’ all right 
Lit some hash which flicked the gas 
B/c I’m doin all right 
Evicted & still a man convicted 
But I’m doin all right 
Sittin chillin doing nothin’
Because I’m doin’ all right