Drip

I try to catch raindrops
then sound them off one by one
my army of tears

The General Synopsis At 0600

the four stags bellow
a chilling blast
of spittle drenched
breath

Yggdrasil’s children
tremble and
shake their wiry heads

then pliant,
as the tossed vessels
forged of their progenitors
osseous sacrifice,
become compelled to stoop
and kiss their
mother’s back

while the aged hurl death,
with their breaking bones,
into the midst of this
wailing blue
rage of harts

yet raven’s
maintain a recondite
reserve

await the scavengers
dividend
with no words
for Odin’s ears

No Respite

through the strident
sibilating
crystal shards
of my splintered repose

this whistling top
internal
chthonian skirl
igneous and
immutable
affords
no hope of slumber

no amplitude
for the nocturnal comfort
of a lovers shallow breathing
under the covers
with the tickety clock

and now even I would welcome
the dulled drone
of passing cars
and their less predictable
transit

but they as one
become obscured
by the sine wave intrusion
of these relentless hertz

Leviathan

oh leviathan

dashed bereft
under hanging skies
that mirror
your sagging pall
I stand
Ishmael
to your unquiet
demise

amidst the niveous
fulmination
of hovering nebs
where Neptune
saw fit to serve
your hulk
for its absolute picking
by those which need
and others
that greed
with no affect
to your fabled past

and your jaw
mute in life
thunders now
in death
of the avarice
that was your scourge
proclaiming,
even in your finality,
Ahab lives yet

Eso Teric

high voltage friction
so dangerous in this wet
someone could get hurt
as
beneath the silk net
butterfly seeks her succour
on the veins of Mars

Many a Hog

this twenty twelve
has not arrived quietly
see dandelions of every hue
roar its ascendency
and lanterns of hope carry prayers
to their oblivion
while ill attired and worse tempered
the Wife Beaters consorts
surge clanging and clattering
through a wide awake slumber
where the revellers whoop and greet
though behind the curtains of the lonely
there is weeping
and I
cannot sleep for fear
of forgetting
yet I dare not write
for fear

Resolve

one month no drinking
is it February yet
I could kill a pint