from ROCK N ROLL

Love’s a lot. World’s anyone’s guess. Truth’s a garden all night long and the morning after, whatever’s beautiful on the radio.

Sun shattering solo
that’s one message from the aching sky.
Another’s shaking through me. Another’s eyelashes lightly.

Dialing in against a commercial vision that peels
when you get to know it
& I keep it zipped
using my best dealing with being voice. Bodily and clearly a warble,
you can feel it,
the bottom of the pool comes in clearly,
rippling,
and leaving the crackle in. Keeps things moving grooving
& dreaming baby blue,
a voice coming to carry me back where like heat lightning I saw
we can run it simple and smooth
a pile of sugared electronics
a glut of neon
and me watching her use the whole damn thing
shimmering and shaking up and down
a problem ruining
the government listening through a window