Monday, April 27, 2009

Monday Poem

Vast and radiant as a lip gone rosy
from kissing too vigorously charmed I'm certain
by the pile of yesterday's newspapers the multiple
scents on the steel table vibrating
with that sick aspic jiggle a little too gamy
the tint of today's sky doesn't match my boots
my chin and hair and blouse what is still
is the summer thickness a flank of mocking
bitter like one of my moods
distant as distance itself explaining myself
to a wall but that wall is so gorgeous I have
to climb over it with a chisel and cleats.

1 Comments:

Blogger VicoLetter said...

ooooooooh...be careful ascending that wall Mr. Colby
:) VicoLe

8:30 AM  

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