Colored Notes From Shades Of Grey

Colored Notes From Shades of Grey Dedicated To Dennis Lippincott A distant eloquence holds our story close, exits and returns through breeches we believed into idealized space, far away from familiar names' careless borders. Blood-tuned restless, to linger over wildness' necessity to taste otherness, the possibility where I always find you hues a reverberating resonance from weathered verbs to stir somethings to harken the hollows, the spaces between the spaces from other selves we can't forget. Divined from pens trembling in wind-stretched urgency, lips' unbroken somewheres pulse kisses from nowhere to here, begging forbidden presence, purple storms glaring in goldenrod and vermillion-tongued crimsons, knowing that wherever they strike is when I will begin to speak anew. Smoothly licked into trance, rhythms bask in my breath longer than I knew I could risk essences tasted from the inside. A page's eyes startle visions sweating from runaway places into the hollow between my breasts, pooled lingerings mesmerized for forever nows, renewed. Whispers from the grey Pattaya skies : "Tapioca fields smoke, slash and burn in circadian rhythm. Small creatures flee.... light ash and charred twigs float to lie on the veranda's night falling - with a new neighbor's shadows. " "Papa, big snake come to sing in tree, you can hear." "I listen to her by the railing, the big snake song beyond my ears. Night swirls about my feet, black with ashes, light striking from the sword's edge , the ceremonial mirror that waits between us. " "I still dream your colors. I enclose Thai silks in gold and lavender. Wrap yourself in them and Glow into me. "