In and Out, Prelude To the Epic 'Ins and Outs'
In
after going all night off the map to dawn
on the newly opened Metaphysical Gridway
I am awakened by the black buzz of flies
and a persistent hiss of escaping steam
in my chest a hole where the piston went
misfire specialists been at it all night
looks like it is missing altogether
heart missing!
and I'm supposed to remain calm!
I hear the motel desk man's radio voice
the motel TV is on an older Aztec console
he's reading today's roadside advisory
with the ancient music of the spheres under
or is it over
my angels in white are singing like sirens
their little red wagon glissandos up the gravel
outside the screen door in the neon
local code blue team goes crash cart
my ballooning eyes watch a blurring scenario
as they pump in earth air fire and water
being as my hood was already up so to speak
I remain stuck fast waiting for spare parts
long into day
Out
there's neon signs in my head
there's a desert motel in my head
there's peeling wallpaper in my head
there's copulation and murder in my head
there's smashed windows in my head
there's a falling sane man
in my insane head
From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon
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