Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I will not let time enter into the fray
the albatross is already perched high
scanning the grey sea with grey eyes.

My amusement with god wears thin,
my coat is frayed and moths are done
with their hunger, there's a silk thread
dangling from my sleeve and it offers
a lifeline,
just remember I'm neither the black swan
nor the white,
I don't copulate with justification, my long
neck won't break the chains of fascination,
my toes are not pointers to some other destination,
rolling off the track in a runaway train.

We break the ice like this sometimes,
poets don't always have the right words.
Apologies don't come easy
as throwing salt on old wounds,
stringing words together in the shape of a punchline,
the raw sex of it throws me off balance.

great stuff.....love the language you use to move this with rolling steam down the tracks you lay with eloquence ....

" my amusement with god wears thin,
my coat is frayed and moths are done
with their hunger,......" ..........................says so much with so little

just a great poem top to bottom....if I cite any more, I'll have rewritten the poem

I think I just saw something move

awesome- saw -yeah this is rock and roll= keep going =great lines!wont sleep with justification-tasty morsel

oddly, I relate the word "comunicado" with the "Comunicado del Estado Mayor Conjunto número...." during the early eighties... kind of relief to read a text titled "incomunicado"... Great poems, kailashana, gracias for sharing them with us!