polarity of thought

polarity of thought

now goes a southern cross

so wanders so I breathe as one inept

when cold this earth of multitudes bereft.

through marrows skin of death's deserted ways

a clay of red satirical in an easter day's parade

what process this that heaves each lovers dirt

each unsafe beyond the arc of foes forgotten trust.

behind the walls where hides the unborn cry

where the fallen birds of summer rest

with eyes as green as gangrene 'neath a shade of hidden rust

neither flesh nor bone alone pray never tell.

between the braille where nimble fingers talk

of he of everlasting on a sea of sullen art

where Sappho muses still of holocaust

where widows crawl all inches of his scars.

before the winter pines dare multiply

in dolphins womb with rattlesnakes black gold

each dancing barefoot, naked as a trout

choking on the whispers of aloof.

polarity of thought in a swollen brain

between the touch of samphire 

the immortal touch of herculean claw

still I wander. still I breathe

still I love as one. as one inept;