King James Bible &
The Books of Moses

The barren world collapsed inside its anvil.
Sparks of black smiths fires flare with
Japanese swords fulsome deadly
arms and pebbles adorned
with porcelain, silk from worms.

2.

Subtle, the holy architect gropes the conch.
He pauses to open clean what closed before
the earth had no oceans to flood plains --
wet that blue-black smoke from ardent fires
revised largesse of sharks and idol Kings
fornicating on command of banishment.

Winter came too soon. Lights never flicker.
The devil's cities never grew. Hell lasted
longer the law of Popes and Luther's
thesis. -- Mohammad, a late riser never born.
Mammon never came to the fall
when revelation waned and retribution
was not a pause or even grunt
of sexual slams and dips,
reviving Moliere's wit,
the underdog of human bones
barely seen in skeleton
when newts and frogs remained
with darker eyes and suddenly
the snicker of a divided snake
appeared not as demon
but as hunger waddles old fables
written to end and remains
left for joy to perform
that raw release of darling
huffs and puffs in an empty
world without one hand alive
to form that revised despair
sometimes we live too short
to know God's fullest plan
his design devised when
he opened light to comets
arranged Xmass ornaments
on living uncut pines to grow
within higher strings of love
on bare primeval terra

DO we love the never been
before the barren clock
accomplished rings or rang
when dark space collapsed
as Revelations realized.

3.
The Book of Revelation

Earth decided time had come to start
with spark to retrieve the dark from Hell--

Atmosphere made blue like chalk
drawn on sidewalk by children
driving skates and wagons
across Mississippi as landscape
shies without care, as mind becomes
the ledger and accountants rule.

My summer resumed in heat and fire.
Steel made and trains were late
at the station. War called brother
drifts cross West Point Plains
down sadder Hudson River
longing for the dry channel
and nothing mattered at all.

No one cared when Draft
riots and hopeless women
bared their cat kept hotel
keepers in gold and silver coin--

Modern Baseball followed form
settled Dodger escape
from Ebbets Field come
40th day of September.

Mammon lived of course.
Nothing said or done
had changed. Words survive
in eternal flame born
on a hilltop to celebrate
President and Nation.

Words expand; contracted
plates of earth draw to
witness squeeze of universe
when humans come
to fall and rise again
in fertile amino soup;
one chemical charge defiles
laws against life's schemes

We are imperfect rules
and perfect plans fouled.

The architect sleeps tonight
and wakes to another sun
where episodes repeat forever
on cable TV show as wrong.

Are we as ruse false?
modesty -- species rejects
failed model of human soul --
Why do we forget ecstasy?
my love's pink Conch
her storm revealed shell--
my life reads the testimony
of Moses wandering in desert.
with the commandments
drawn on stone blistered
by his angry God for Mammon
had his way with him, and
there is no defense against sin.
It is our imperfection and grace
in our fragile disassembled state.

 

2-7-06