inchoate/speechless.

musical or palm-muted electric-
ity, stunner of skies that bent
the brave amidst millimillenary
or the surf burst against curve
like the druggy & dadaist maker

of all worlds, like a tree that
grows upside down and we chant-
ed around it, clambering within
its roots-- i'm amnesic tonight
and cannot sleep: much more the

matrix and arrays of good less-
on but premystical afterthought
carries over into the wake like
our love, symbolical signalling
that smacks you like spangling;

barely literate in their future
that was pushed and extending a
limb to pull us up into safety,
in the future there're no ills:
wounded with the postmodern new

sincerity and i'm not sure this
says anything other than please
being nurtured with the pinks &
birds.. perhaps i'll leap with-
al my newly strengthened ankle-

bones, and shout proudly prais-
ing, though maybe i'll sink in-
to a hot bath that's temperate,
anyway, and remember things i'd
forgot, like the names of suns.