DOG TAILS IN PARADISE

The Gun promised paradise in the pale moonlight parables stuttered in the wind no wise men to answer the riddles or to guide us past the burning street lamps   A baby and mother both cry as she presses child to a dry tit of desperation that once carried the milk of paradise while somewhere…

ECLIPSE

Standing on a roof Looking out on Los Angeles You and I on top of the world While the moon ate the center of the sun Threw the city of light Into shadows   All eyes cast up Shaded by hands Or looking through dusky lens Primal memories Of the muscle and mind Like ancient…