Poem: Once More

 

Once More

 

to idolize warmth

on the roof of the mouth,

while the rest of the body hides.

 

tea drains lukewarm,

thick down the throat,

softening a few feathered phrases,

while a tarantula of arthritis

captures with scratches of pencil

to bind.

 

a whole pot of earl  

passes through the urethra

before the writing is just okay. 

 

some of the words breathe, 

lissome and nectarine with hope,

if not the verve of pleasure.

 

the caffeine and steam, once moot,

unparalyze a tense drama,

releasing the tarantula,

stormy, 

crazy and fast

until exhaustion.

 

then fingers quibble with tremors, 

whether to screw the thermos lid

or whether, like the brain,

to be drained of purpose,

any last semblance of passion lost

empty

empty as a lake which turned to sand

long before the very first mammal cried.

 

eyes sizzle-fizzle from the tug of sleep,

zeros stacking zeros

under lids gone wild.

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