GOSPEL OF SPRING

bears unhibernate

–christless– corpses of forest

resurrect anew

ETERNITY TREES

Enlightened

under a tree

he smiles his frown

at the world that is

as it dissipates

Tortured

on his tree

he frowns his smile

for a world to come

as it resurrects

FARM GALAXY FORMATION

Snowflakes star my glass

and constellation the fields

The moon is broken

MASA’S MASSES

This is how we all exist:

bloody fist or bleeding wrist.

If not: armed with David’s sling,

then: arms enslaved in slings.

Hawk or auk. Ram or lamb;

Pawns upon earth

or — its king

:this is how we all exist

CLIPED, BUT NOT CLIPPED AGAIN

The rose that winds:

Life is like four aces in a gambler’s hand,

the last oasis in a scrambled land.

Any dawn transforms a man (Amen)

from prime to corpse to youth again.

And all the women were virgins once

despite the destinies of their cunts.

We keep safecrackers in the keep

for the safekeeping of the crack ones (us),

while crack sellers keep safe

in the cracks of our cellars

because Judas hanged and gutted Jesus….

The goose is in the sage / the sage is in the goose.

But the hand that rocks the cradle cradles the rock:

Judas, hanged and gutted — Jesus!

The sly quicksilver alters to quicksand

And then there are no aces and a scrambled hand,

a lost oasis in a gambler’s land,

and the winds that rose.

CLEAVED AND HEWN, BOLTED, RAVELED, TRIMMED AND

WEATHERED, DUSTED, AND CLEAVED YET AGAIN

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