I
I Dreamed I was a Rocket
A little flare of lightning flashed out of a bulb in my head…
An instant strangely dilated…
A lift and rise…a trajectory…
A rapid, accelerating levitation pursued by light.
The light was enormous, an underground river of light
Pouring into me
An angelic, mysterious field of light and I in its midst
—out! out! out! —
Then a sharp cry of anguish, like the sound of my death
And I shook through my feet, a nightmare
“Oh, God!”
A vast cauldron of vertigo: a face, blazing eyes, mounting in the sky…
And look at all the pretty treetops resplendent with autumn leaves…
And the streets…circling…below…wheels within wheels
And the narrow, sun-struck, aluminum-roofed trailers radiating out…
The sky tilts…
And there is Archer Road
A thin, straight line angling off to the horizon
Where a semi-truck, like a tiny toy
Moves far below now in a curious silence
Past the drive-in
Closed for the season…
----- from my book The Reality Mechanic
II
So You Think You've Got it Cozy
(imagine Leonard Cohen's voice)
So you think you've got it cozy
As you sit there in your room.
The Internet looks rosy
And the television's on.
But I've found a secret channel
It's full of secret light
Perhaps someday we'll meet there
While the planets play at night.
When chaos is determined
When clouds form and disperse
When your shadow on the water
Resembles dark Fedallah's face.
In our refuge and repose
In our shadow and our risk
We will share that secret darkness
With one desperate embrace.
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