Poem: Psychic

 

Psychic

 

a song in a sigh, a key in a crow’s foot,

a dram on a tongue

while molecules spike the nose.

a nuzzle skirts a nipple

when fingertips strum a nape 

to sculpt the breath.

such frolic flocks my heart with frivolous haggles,

vulguar and mercurial

under

 

herringbone clouds and orbital Geminis

and all the other mysterious cog-pixies of our anti-clockwork universe.

so many mishmashes. 

who could assuage or offer naked assurance

to such flypapery sins of buzzy beggary?

nothing to do save sever the threads, go blank,

dispel the meddlesome, 

back to wanders irretrievable,

so jealous of time.

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6/23/24 brutally chopped up and refigured

12/24/22 lots of mods ... sad... still not right

9/27 "such" replaces "their"

9/17 ... desperate continuous edits... 

9/16 ... more changes to this product of mania

9/16  ... changes continue to the original abomination ... 

9/16  major changes to original poem, tossing out whole sections ... gutting the rest ... absolutely awful poem to have posted ... might still be awful, can't really say, brain so muddled