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endlessly, from last night
fr Right Before I Met Vincent
the pulse
blue echo
the concussive
murmurings earlier
spying my belly button
in a drawer between
with shredded biker socks
still molting at 7:42
rusty gaze
as marble sinews pulse
from vodka/quaalude
vision
geometric ink
butterfly on your left shoulder
(THAT YOU DON’T REMEMBER GETTING WHEN
YOU WERE STATIONED IN SAN DIEGO
THE DAY YOU BURNED YOUR DRESS BLUES)
danced the night away out of our minds
lusting off
to eternity
this trail of
whispers
ending in a
glitteringly butch
shadows
dreamt only once before now hover in
diamond movement
tattoo
à l’après-midi d’un faune
Angling over a
busted wall
-when did you
share me
with candy-
from the other club last night
it is time to go out to dance, no?
is it still 3:20
1976 drowned&drenched
In sex forgotten in a flash with all the
beautiful ones inhabiting the
Atlantis galleria
busted open
in the rumbling
strata of debris or the glorious
basilica liberated from any former crime
in faith knowing we
we are giving our bodies to each
other
resplendent sweated mighty
unlost
human havoc
sane all the same
sounds of falling onyx
& crystals
dripping
cracks below
Leaves scrapping branches
of blue mercury
running through
Fingers onto
the temples
we hear
sonic psalms
La la la Sacre du Printemps
to escape the sound
Of the blood pulsing together
of the blood of ancestors
of the blood of ideas
of the blood of body
the blood of mind
the blood of soul
witness to live
inside a
Coldest room
waiting for scarred
voices down here
behind
Flamingotangerinefucshia
Dahliadarling ascendent
souls’ blood dancing
from the indigo sea
Andy-was-here-once&
Paul^Assotto
Larry&Timmy&
Keith^&Pearl&SarahVaughan&Joey&Christopher
Tommy^&Alberto&Michael&James
&Felice&JohnAnthony=et. fuckin’ al. baby
nobody walked away
empty hearted
the corners
of the rooms folded up
not inside shadow
on bluer shadow
pulsing resonance
concussive dissonance
as the body starburst
endlessly through that smashed atom
still dancing with Shiva we dance for you&we dance for with you perpetuo molto
on ink-night beholden to our rainbow warriors
so mighty real
for Sylvester & all warriors
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