:: Mark Lamoureux
three poems
INTUITION UFO
Thug-flowers blossom from the off hours,
waiting for some heretic revelation synaesthetic
union of sky and bones:
like the day I realized I love
any kind of ice cream as long as it´s green.
Three species of apparition flitter, bearing
gifts: sex, money, white-on-white dossier of ailments
& from parties unknown, a 1/765th scale model of South Station,
scored to indicate important layovers, sibyl-flowers
sprouting from its ceaselessly shifting corridors, finally
folding to a familiar cigar-shaped vessel, rendered
buoyant by forces beyond reckoning, bound
for some place past coming & going
with all my hearties aboard, pearls wrested
from their necks by some manic turbulence, flight plan
made glib by gifted interns.
So I guess this is how the act ends.
Where´s my catharsis? I´ll admit somewhere
down there some of my satchels lie unattended,
but didn´t I check the proper boxes on embarking?:
Continental breakfast. Aperitif. Some sort of learned
closure. But these flight-suited seraphim
keep checking & re-checking my shoes.
KATE DRAWS KATE
(Slanted leaf shadows)
1.) Three legged aluminum easel mantis.
2.) Staedtler Mars Lumograph septagon
with a graphite vein inside. One end
rubber-capped for afterthought, the other
chewed away for business.
3.) Skywhite paper field made vertical by spirals
of silver filament.
4.) Mirror post tattooed by tree doubles,
converse shapes of sky.
5.) Pair of folding chairs: one for you,
one for your reflection.
6.) Your face.
7.) Your hands.
8.) Reverse image thereof.
(Garden´s cobbles & mulch.)
PARCHED DREAM
Her gift: tiny metal
flipped through fingers--
a magician´s nickel
now a magician´s dime now
a key in the shape of
a tongue grotto.
Remove the rings
from her own fingers &
put them in her mouth--
kissing, silver & sapphire
click against teeth,
are heard below by brown worms
coiling in the barren earth.
© Mark Lamoureux 2004