Raised to bury or block thrill display, tamp down
spread fires until the right darkness when there’s
no excuse, he can get madrass bad all he want. Fresh
water lily blooming years , the having to cross a river
of lizards, uniformed for learning. Ankle socks skirting
city masques, shops that would shutter quickly if snatch
street dogs unchain making you run for fabric cover.
All of which jewels you the rani of cold wait, brown eyes
on search clues for newspaper crosswords on Metro rides.
From close in feel of others you extricate. Leg pant sleeve
scarf export ovals of virtue, scorn all you want! There’s honour,
too, in silence, men with beady eyes and fingers teach.
A secret worth keyholes? everybody codes one. Okay, your mother
one day pulls you past this house, a woman crying her fate
out under a tree, wife hammer, in hammock, swing pending.
What if your serve time’s being arranged? lamb cheeks raised,
the chosen vowed to rear? Indigo & beards, they say, share
flower bed licks, bless compliant lips; the leaf rustle of undress.
Victoria you’re not, Sha’riya, gyal. Reed slim you wisp past
swayed behinds tattoos on spine. Plus, why back side with bugging
issues, gnats to ambition?
Desire, futures horned in gold, swell locked.
In Crescent village news gather for breaking: Girl doing fine. No
time to link. Busy studying.
Still, what if, chance
willing ̶ angst amber! ̶ ankle bracelets raise? one leg
has flashed through the fabric slit, you’re learning
the tango noon prayers never intended.
Sacred months
pass. João (de Janeiro) might notice now you wider whirl,
faith weights of expectation lifting; petal webbed, not quite
the renouncer. Tracking off.
Wired paths from profile page
found ̶ Olá e Bem-Vinda! ̶ saved. Reset you’re all.
- W.W.
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160;
THE MASKED MAN TO THE MADAME
To the tango of blood that hurries,
woman of green, waltz only. Across
the cobra’s forehead that burns as it
tries to climb your ladder of fire, drape
your snow veil. Wait until night to drop
your buds and thorns on to roofs of sleep
and to the moon’s flag a feather kiss.
(from “Fabula Rasa” by Brian Chan)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 