Spread

Spread

 

Your eyes spread,
twin wildfires rolling fast,
singe my amber

soul gray.

 

Palpitating consumption!
a priest of science
declares.

 

Red blooms blow
black smoke nooses.

 

The Devil watches

on Fox News;

chainsaw mouth agape,

clawed hand fishing

sloppily

in his jeans

for release:

 

parachute pulled,

dream adrift,

bimbo clouds

dumbfounded

and numb.

 

Ashes rain
black tearstains

on every shiny surface,

 

but the burn sinks

deeper than

bottom fish swim.

 

The burn sinks

deeper than

bottom.

Reviews

[OT]

ahh this is brilliant! the flow is great - but the imagery is wow - I love "singe my amber soul gray" - lots of your lines have many interpretations so we can all take something different from it - the black tearstains - on the shiny surface - tarnish on the world - bravo! I like!!

[Jennifer Lenhardt]

i like this, the thought of burning someone up with just a look, it's a powerful thought but there are those people that get under our skin, that go deeper, singe us at the very core and then leave their indelible marks. it's great stuff!

[Nobody.]

Really good man. You are stretching your talent. I love the flow and feel of this...very cool. Reminds me of Howie Good's stuff.

[MuSe Ampoule]

Great lines with powerful images:
"clawed hand fishing
sloppily
in his jeans
for release:" somehow made me chuckle. Spread the pain of existence. No one wants to look when things get ugly, but then, no one minds throwing down the muck glove. You reap what you sow.

[Robin]

that is the thing about the burn isn't it , way deep

[Kerry O'Connor]

Really great motion in this poem. I love how it all plays out at the end.

The burn sinks
deeper than
bottom.