Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Children drunk on the night
together telling stories
crawling out windows
alone feeding on electric
excite without reason
tasting like comic books
movie scores, cans of coke
the largess of some new infatuation
each hour giddy with greater force
greater mystery
dark veil unfolding
with each sucsessive shoal
pitch and wale
a crest
upon each crest a wreath
ringing of numberles jewels
reflected in these the locus of all potential
and every becoming