panic in paradise
Bluelighter
... They'll kill you with kisses, young fool.
the nocturnal pornographer
perched on lonely rooftops
screaming
shedding skin
pissing consonants on empty streets
spitting vowels into the night
that was Alan Ginsberg
as he pepared to howl
I am..................................
..........back........................
to front..............................
............facing...................
.......birth...........................
...............as I approach......
................................death
....................struggling.....
........to reverse..................
................the earth's.........
.........................rotation.....
....................struggling.....
..............to free.................
........myself.....................
....from............................
the..........................
dead..................
weight..........
of..........
time
Echo, remember your first drink
….....................your first smoke
…................and your first regret
…......remember the sound
she made when she
laughed.
Present, mourn for the past
…..............for lost time
…..and misspent youth.
Sirens,
sing no more.
Dead,
stay in the ground.