I. Responsible Parties
that’s when the ravening
lamb crashed in. unexpected
as eclipse, welcome as the ear
thquake, excited hair aflame,
lashes
wild and swirling, eyes
stabbing madly outward, whir
lwind incarnate. tumult trembl
ing temple
tiles, echoes compo
unding chaos, our counting
tab
les tumbled over, shivered to
splinters of
crucifix kindling,
crazy coins careering across
courtyards, swift, random --
Caesar’s very sins! air
piercing
screams&panic blood&shatter
ed bone. eyes adangle, we sca
ttered, gashes exploding along
our cheeks and backs, gushing
like rivers of red erupting after
the suddenness of a desert rain.
fortunes lost. lives akimbo. sc
arred bereft haphazardly dispatc
hed to desperate morgues,
medi
cs whoknowswhere. Responsibl
e parties must be prosecuted to
law’s full extent!
I was only minding my business, duly
licensed, meeting the public need. The sun a yolk in overeasy clouds, morning mist just
lifting with the day’s exchange, my still-lazy mind already drifting inexorably to the inevitable
joyous night with fam. The famously exotic wife practicing her domesticity with loaves
and fishes, the two strangely disparate daughters (loversrespectively of books and makeup: the
miraculous happenstances of double-helix acrobatics), confidently awaiting the predicted
return to our house of ovens and myrhh. Just then, remote divebomber fundamentally insane, the
dove started its strafing run.
--Duane Vorhees
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