Smoky eve undressed screeching crimson winds
Blood moon swaying sinking curls brushing steel
Monoliths; bombers cruised bruised skies.
Charged hypersonic fighter jets, plasma
Full of serenades, Dark Tower showered
Shallow shadows: world spit me out, fell back to
Entropy, pills, and pornography. Gaul
Heights center of gravity, what holds me up?
John Cowells watched nights collide, blue moon… rounds
Rolled in rusty cylinder, journals stacked
Up to Oblivion, quarter filled bourbon,
Taste never budging. He wrote the only
Girl he could imagine, one before Hellfire
Out in Dallas? Pink City? her my last
Care in this domed state. He wrote nights, lost
Days of sleep- an obsession driving him.
Stale UTOPIA night fell deep into
Lovestruck sheets; he cut empty gem pages
With diamond tipped pen, every word a moment
Closer to realities dictated by
A fairytale love. another parade
Of drones and Legion Rangers, surveillance
Swayed away a dwindling writer’s block;
Manic fist clenched shimmering inky dweller,
Stellar pilgrimage to ego death; she was
Out in New Navajo, galloping like
Josey Wales, battling giants, Major
Dick Winters amongst gory poppy fields:
An infinite war of love and hell. He
Wandered memories of his dear mother
Wrapping him before leaving for DC.
Dagger cut, hours venture to insanity.
The Machine crackled wicked vinyl pops,
Voltaic rhythm etched rigid landscapes
Against hole-punched walls, galactic shutters
Assail solar winds, warping time through borrowed
Sleep, tomorrow seeks today venture noble
One; Cowells peaked blinds divide; Interstellar
vacuum awoke him from his afternoon
Hibernation, depressants and valium:
Analog God silence suicidal
Idealogue, repent! repent! four walls
Judge closer, days wasted, hold on to what
You can't, soon she'll leave, love's reprieve. sorrow
Sweet, digitize for an hour or eight, just
Enough to make crickets chirp, shirts stay on
For weeks, showers optional, misery
Like a hawk swooping as I begin to stand.
Fade away Flower of Evil, burn! shrivel!
Council carved Legions;