THE AUDIENCE
Fly along! Flaxen fuzzy twins. It is high time
piled gazes in golden drops of sluggish slime
Sacrifice and treasure without measure or swoon
Nothing spared to color our dewy tender dawns
In dirges and pyres our present expires sore
Ghostly seer the past now lurks back into us
Posterity already here soon nothing more
Closing in on the distance chase chaste flashy fawns
Not why but when the temple of the sweetened buzz
Bitterly swollen with every diligence and keen pride
swallows its gaping charge like a sea bloated waning moon
lapping up with eager silver tongue a receding tide
Flaming flower slaves -- Red armies of the blossoming word
onto colored fields dance your simple minded direction
upon vital light that sprouts all verdant predilection
Each sapling of blow wing bloom one whiff closer to a cliff
Filled with tearing beauty with no beyond stayed frozen stiff
Favorite sons! Blue-Red to thaw the stilled to life and death
Sinister tiny increments to all its aging breath
Quickened in the care of the enfolding ephemeral
in murderous whispers of domineering weakness
Slavish acting words to feed on flitting flowery bait
Reckless absorbed beauty open to all admits none
Drunken in her own wasting sweetness tastes no other
In outward act it drowns its sad meticulous shyness
Wafting in subtle strain and show of timid exposure
Sensitive pit, permanent white mourning for the unsure
A lightly erected farce crowned with a gay sunny face
Pay no heed to languid loathing laments, writhing deceit
the loud flower singly, brightly, proclaiming her conceit
Never delay -- so long as you have tasted her -- that’s it!
Returned, wag and wiggle and turn a tale of your delights
before the eager crowd of clear winged peer fervent eyes
in dazzling striped frenzy to share in the conquered sights
Think you not that I know you well! What need to hector
when it was me that with selective proceedings
indolent regular feedings, bitter nectar
sweet regurgitations in secret blend, kept you
bulbous gauze hatchlings, arrayed tightly before me
Purple pupae perking-up, keen heads full of show
Chamber of vibrant display facing bow
Issue gaping faith nursing in a child’s play aglow
Sun spectral halos flaunting for flaming flowers
Mired mines springing in red fronting trembling towers
Triggered chilled memories flushed in shivering blue
Honey, wormwood, and gall for all to bind in glue
Beneath us you stand, crowded and in awe, tending to
our every gesture, cringing with our discomfort
Why are we so special that we are given our due?
Rapier thrusts and discordant notes -- defects of mine!
send shivers upon the collective youthful flawless spine
With eagerness and lightness newly hatched clean and supine
Colonies collateral, staunch newborns their lives to give
Electric congregation, babbling unison from the crib
Bonded wills will rise funeral cries gathering to chastise
chosen weakness in voluble accord of miniature law
Sparing no cruelty the wavering whole righteous settles
on self-seeking course, secret sums like shifting of sands
in sour winds which can’t be arrested or held in esteem
Collapsed grating strands to rule over universal stance
Bedecked communions laced with no uncertain spleen
Let he who calls it unreal feel their combined sting!
Ante chambers lined with dank innards in pressing rigor
swift they turn at a whiff of deceit to be back for more
Ateliers and chambers flawless within nothing at whim
Arrays itself for a show of defects sublime -- take heart!
Selfless and perfect yours is a wishful and sterile part
Filled with the cheap indecent sweetness of forced labor sweat
Deeper waxy creations, flaming, melting disarray
common spectacle pleasing in its chilled unfitting state
Made up of fallen burnt wings flown too close to their bright mate
The gates to open with a flood to give prompt rise
restlessness settles in pockets of shrill silence
upon words it shall weave the blazing purring airs
upon consensus capricious assignations proffered
Moving with the raspy fervor of shallow origins
Mighty hollowness! Rumblings of empty sullen stomachs
Single-minded lunacy pours faith in frivolous tacks
Awning a thick shimmering fog to appease ruffled souls
Tainted representations of indolent sage keepers
the swift sapping of wills, the squelching of fires within
by saturation vapors, by showy trial of close kin
Deserving pawns to smooth the spirit of the colony
in periodic doses, never less nor more, hedges the sore
Blinding congregation of dressed-up purity
combed and devout observance of the shrine of light
Faith is welcome to this honey hallowed sensual feast
Do you see -- collected pop-eyes -- that law is creed!
Short-lived sepulchral silence that gives way to swarms
Ordered chaos sipping at nectars in tiny bright whirls
brief encounters prescribed, tantalizing quivering arms
A new arrival hastily received with frozen wings
Shuddering sensitivities, monstrous eyes and hairs
Sun starved scornful bloody trumpets, fulsome bags of quivers
daintily feeling their way fearful of snags they keep blind
violent shyness, snarling and meek disdain for their kind
Willing matter, wound and ready for suicidal flares
Alternate functions lying in wait in pressing complaint
In the thick belabor of overhanging protocol
Clothed in charming plastic veneer of thriving well being
golden black jam of lighter busy-bodies in good show
In a flash, when rivals are discovered, the word goes forth
ready to give itself over to a fantasy troth
Golden eyes, flowing hairs, and chattering mouth parts
Building, chewing, yawning in fierce fits and starts
The hum of prayers incessant rising from each
All aboard naught amiss bodies overlay bodies bright
Brilliant bounty beneath, shivering in the blizzard’s blight
Blowing by blends of black and gold blanket of buzzing bleach
Held back and bounded in blatant deceit dwelling in sight
Owing blessings to the bouquet of a more subtle twin
Roams and slays in the red anonymity of a queen
Here and there crevices and services preferred
In closets and golden grottoes and entrances as well
Ways humming with activity cease only at their peak
Jammed into one to turn or advance a difficult trick
Outside a gathering overheating, a fanning swell
Open gates that keep out with a trap spiked and treacherous
Doors that stand well guarded -- not a gust flows without sanction
When it is vital to air the deepest nook’s waxy lungs
Restlessness! Upon my whimsical word shall yield
blazing, humming, blighting, waxing, or searing breath
Upon my whimsical word will grow into a mist
An amber fray of fanning flames and spreading tryst
A suffocating ember gel of preserved destruction
Overflowing sheer refractions of its distillation
Upon my word you shall take leave with determination
just as brave every consequence to scour for my line
Fly along then! Pale fatted growths -- lay it on the line
Alert! sweetness sprinkled fields defended by sour winds
Reeds sprawling underneath egging you on with threads
invisibly buffet and jar your drunken and swaying path
Lose you in the deceitful whole that hides the many kinds
glowing odors covering the skies in thin bath
Aromatic comets bursting like a blinding mine
Lures to the worshipers of lecherous mind
Trapped green spotted with halos violet and red
sparkling greed brims with abandon and easy flux
Grafted and bugged, the further the prize sought
the more baggage sticking and left behind
Tiny self-absorbed gates full of scornful charms
depleted of abasements they signal with sally kind
whispering hints of joys for the take without shrill alarms
Tiny gates pointing onto greater extensions that lie
lying stashes, vital flows, a sweeter fluid within reach
Proclaiming its secrets to the four winds fond harbinger
of fleeting riches and sickly disbursement of life
that do keep obliging hosts embittered with frenzied fanning
in diminishing returns, coming for the meager rewards
Flitting mouths sapping the stingy source with thrusting tissue
retractable incarnation of the whispered word
Buzz words feed on flowery bait, acting words made to sow
Casting ghostly colored fleeting fronts with vital issue
Poor servants to the bared impostors claiming uniqueness
Odd replacements to and fro go between showy flowers
To overcome the nearness of oceans of distance
Tawny tresses thrown upwind, cross-crowned disheveled drifters
Sticking to each passer-by and hitching a pregnant ride
Tangled ebbing countered swift at every flitting stay
daintily circling, swaying, in search of a tasty aim
Feverish and gushing hyper upon a lusty find
that a delicate cloth cup is holding up to it
Striped velvet finds fleeting rest on paned agitations
commanded by a courage latent in its only threat
guided by facets sharply honed for the greater treat
empty bag of vague futures including none so far
Joyful eyes have seen the blessings compounded
Plunge aware that solace rests in the delicate clothes
Sun spectral flames flaring in spiked springing bouquets
Restless and bony needles that wheedle the lettered heads
Up and down ordered rigor, glean of a lingering taste
That left the buzzing intruders covered in scarlet stain
And planted the recurring disorder of time
It is less painful not to believe in token flowers
Coordinated tweaking begets static fawns
A charged sign placed in an endless chain of command
Frozen frantic course of the design of the line
Deflowered flows eavesdrop with concentrated lust
In fits and starts of eager dreamy consequence
The consort and dance of remote contrasting traits
The rolling whiteness of time out replaced by more
The ghost blinking shapes of liquid crystal displays
The merciless timid revelation of masked passions
Prowling, sneaking, and pouncing upon suspecting prey
Which accepts with pregnant disdain and springs back into place
Playful and longing fingering of the ordered bouquet
Rugged emissaries! Arrayed fuzzy armies!
Flying knights of the homogeneous countenance
Do not be distracted by sporadic fumbling flotsam
the floating ethereal shivering bright seeds of white
Messengers of the ongoing creation holding tight
onto their charge sent in care of the dying eternal
Packets beholden to the harmonies of all that roots
buffeting, shifting, time capsules, breathed in tender shoots
sticky issue from heavenward flaring inverted lungs
delicate crystals, soft frozen flakes to the warmer winds
suspended vitality burning to revive from soot
painfully to lodge in the warm embrace of a known breast
Outcome of a more impossible message borne in wings
Familiar arrival inhaled with a readied sigh
Do not be blinded by the greater eye that warmly Guides
when it pours honey upon the rippled crystals it chides
Or by the receding mottled whiteness standing in prides
blighting your view and immersing you in the distance
willfully resisting the onslaught that bleaches their crowns
litters their feet with rolling leftovers saddled
with sludge, ruinous aftermath of the pitched battle
that left melting daggers in the weathered defense
Wounds so deep harvest on us they remain unhealed
No rock before the periodic charge unmoved
Mausoleums to remind us of our destructive past
Return bright and soon in abnegations serene
Feed me in essence I am stayed I could not be outside
In you, like brothers, lies the future -- sacrificial twins
For show a drone carefully chosen in frivolous garbs
demanding freedom and flattery and a higher stand
charged and worn with wasting beauty rudely suffered so long
Lost it better becomes gorged in its own reflections song
futile and torn pursuits feuding over icy domains in retreat
Listen not to his dull slave song, elegy to freedom
brimming with a chilled life attached to itself more closely
than slavery frees from concern, illusion opposed basely
Trenchant bonds! In every issue of a stinging threat
a silk threaded bit of the needful attached to it remains
Do not dare enter upon the witnessed yet private fray
Jealous red dance of cresting blue birth that brought you up here
Tearing wave sadly joyful to pass and disappear
enraptured and tempted, pray be stilled upon future ray
Fly along! Arrayed fuzzy armies of the acted word