Dusty Dog Soul
I keep brightening my Goal
with my soft dusty dog soul
gray-and-yellow heavy fringes
waving
jazzy movements
in a white wine atmosphere
so many disquiet shoulders sustain
this little heaven called Mental Bar
drinking colours directly from the rainbow
to complete the circuit
with the pale semicircle
which is the brain filament of a naked poet
before the surgery
and after a holly lifetime trying to digest
the stone cross which keeps the body up
which keeps the democratic convention going
along the poor streets inside him,
internal pilgrimage towards a shiny Self
fed with big ripe words
about nothing
late summer afternoon
white paper around me
to keep my dusty dog soul
in clear purity.
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