CONCORDAT

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Humanity, Imagination, left brained, objective, poem, poetry, right brained, subjective, Universe, writing

CONCORDAT

the Universe
produced
a concordat

has
an index,
a glossary

however
it has
neither
epilogue, nor
introduction

is bereft
of
pages, lines,
acts and scenes

which is
to be
expected

what you get
when the mind goes
so left-brained

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TANGO

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Dance, metafiction, metapoetic, poem, poetry, tangent, tango, writing

TANGO

and so
off we go

at a tangent
do
a tango

dance
with all our dead characters,
unsung heroes

those the pen
drew a
line through

rejected, discarded
left
unsung

but here we are
by that very
wayside
dancing until their bodies
(quite unlike the
Frankenstein creature)
come
back to life

as we find one
simple good, bad, ugly,
fair
or foul
redemptive feature

that never
dawned on us before

and so
back in full force

let them
find their feet
begin
to speak

their newfound words
at once so subtle, potent,
and intriguing

so do
knock us
backwards

lift us
off the ground

LAGOON

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Creature from the Black Lagoon, Frankenstein, Horror, Language, poem, poetry, science fiction, semiotics, wordplay

LAGOON

was playing a word game
and came up with “lagoon”

now I love that word
for all its monsters

more crude and less
philosophical
than anything that
woke up
Mary Shelley
to create science fiction

how I will miss
a world of constant
counter-intuitive surprises

like the insects running
up down the wall
being the product of
the angle of the spectacles
shifting in an
hallucinatory direction
(subtle pointing of the head
the preferred technique for
a first-time
commitment to
multi-focals, whether
near or
far-sighted

those slight degrees of shift
simply switching the genre

which fucks (as well it should)
with that well-established delusion
that reality is real

for how real is a
reality when you
are swamped with such desire for me

your fingers (all appendages)
wandering
all over me

determined to
drag me along to
some
great cave of philosophy

or down to your
lair at the bottom of that lagoon

for B-movie sex
that you have already guessed
is protocol rewriting, Kama
Sutra by-passing

raw content to be inferred since
restricted to off-screen

ENTIRELY

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creation l, Creativity, inspiration, Muse, poem, poetry, writing

ENTIRELY

shaped
my poem
around you

followed the contours
of what I did
conceive

your breath so
close
scent on
your skin

heady concoction of
desire
turning volatile

becoming
inspiration

of the kind
nothing will satisfy

energy that swallows, absorbs,
rips through everything
on its way
to the new

to reconfiguration
creating something
beyond
the regular

so different entirely, in style
form and content
surpassing.
what was before

what had
seemed to
define me

PYGMALION

PYGMALION

can shape you
as I
shape this
poem

sculpting patiently
watching as the
stone
becomes flesh

takes form
not as aesthetic
as I was
hoping in

my role
as artist

absolute fit
to my
life

as man

HINGE

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copyright, Creativity, Desire, Dream, Freedom, intellectual property, knowledge, Law, legal, poem, poetry, surreal

HINGE

infringed intellectual property
broke the
copyright agreement

with the stuff
that came to me
in my dream
is still
coming in
fulfillment of some
or other message

revelation about
the Universe, the world,
myself
or you

your mind and body seemingly
graciously able and willing
to share
that surreal space

in which images are twisted, inverted,
turned inside out

snake surreptitiously, glide
gracefully

revealing so much

if only I had
the language to express

but these are all stolen
purloined
perhaps even sometime smash-n-grab
acts of outright theft

but
having come so far, confided so much
we can
negotiate the legalities

on the table: your truth, your
sweet, sweet truth on which
everything here would
seem to hinge

SLICK

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comic, Creation, Light, loneliness, metapoetic, Mirror, philosophical, philosophy, poem, poetry, poststructuralist, relativity, science, Stars, Universe, wordplay, writing

SLICK

in a galaxy
far, far away

another you reading
another me
writing

bored
out of
our tiny minds

it’s something to do
with parsecs and
light-speed

alternate universes and
the mathematical possibility
of mirrors
that this
drab little poem
has garnered the status
of cosmic joke
slick
as a
Cheshire
cat’s mind

DOWN TO

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alienation, Apollo 13, art, charcoal, industrial, metafictional, metapoetic, poem, poetry, punning, Reader, sex, writing

DOWN TO

someone charcoaled
my picture
of the world

after which
things quickly
Went retrograde

found myself Apollo
thirteening through
industrial gray atmosphere
trying to
get back

thinking
if I flame out
here it’s all down to
my failure to exorcise what
they call magical thinking

this you and I discussed
at length in bed
which was strange in itself
you being a
character in
my novel

or me in yours

who is exactly in
whose head
difficult to negotiate
when
speaking of re-entry
couldn’t be
less metaphoric

your bed, my bed,
our bed

so full of charcoal
easy and hard (as
homonym would
have it) not to
exaggerate or
simply lie in it

down to you
lover, reader
to
ménage with us
masterfully, mistressfully
help us out of this mess

IN THAT SCENE FROM GHOST

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art, creative, erotic, poem, poetry, sensuous, Sexual

IN THAT SCENE
FROM GHOST

put me
on a wheel
mold me,
shape me

like Demi Moore
did to her clay
in that scene
from Ghost

want to feel what
art in
those fingers
and what power
they have over me

before you
bake me at such
high temperatures
that I might
hold everything you
would want me
to contain

take everything
you would want to give

MY MUSE

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Muse, poem, poetry, Sexual innuendo, wordplay, writing

MY MUSE

my Muse
guides my pen
helps me to write

she guides it
unerringly
right through
the night

this not to
quibble, give
barefaced lie

so much
I surrender just
for a
single
word