LOVE ACTS . ON GOOD AUTHORITY

 

              
            Spiders gave up on webs long after the assumption,
            Anansi #1 silk trade suspect . like vagina helpers
            home accounts can’t completely ignore; or text
            rich in tell^tale idiot sounding fury.

               * Straighteners face pale notice l’horreur! for 
            this you’ve fallen ? the oldest civilization in the look;
            hair braided in forest virtue, connectivity.

                    \ Saint Coitus silent, snap decisions could leave 
            flesh grid^like . lady days, night duress. There are
            blue^chipping options bailar bailar!  

                                                         ~ | ~

            Last stand on earth^like mothers post how cleft
         + groin show care deer spiral antler^like on point
            along faith inbreeding paths, lizard throat puff
            watch.

                 * The unthinkable pressing up against     
            heart timid at goodbyes . from veil^sash ties
            the dragon loose > curving flame strike vows
            make clear of pain.

                        \ How right they were : our desert fevers      
            too late time relieves; death so gentle thanks
            one ‘n’ all for coming | rest assured . cape
            wraps swirl Olé! life^stops to heal. 

                                                                 – W.W.

       

 

             

       
                    THE NEWEST TESTAMENT DUE

 
                   
 Yes, extract the fine from the gross, but
                    refinement is no funeral-flag.
               There can be too much of even Less
               Is-More:  look, your belly is bulging from it.
               Reduction, renunciation, sacrifice:
               these are addictive hooks that can shred your veins

                    if you’re in love more with the idea 
                    of Death than with making more life-space
             - by throwing out dead forms, and letting more seeds
               into life’s womb.

                  ………………………
                                            ………………………………….

                   (from “Readiness” by Brian Chan, 2013)

 

 

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Author: FarJourney Caribbean

Born in Guyana : Wyck Williams writes poetry and fiction. He lives in New York City. The poet Brian Chan lives in Alberta, Canada.

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