Naked rainbows

There lies a glowing globe
with holes punched into
Eyes look through them
Eyes he remembers

He sits dwarfed
 by
shadows of the dawdling sun
leaning backwards against the window
His head rocks back and forth
over the frame
where sits quivering under the dusky
skylight
his last stub
still burning

Burning like the hole by the side of his head
as blood runs down the side of
his lusty arms

The blood circles his feet for about an hour
before floating across them
across the floor
blackening
as it reaches the ashes of his children
still without  promises
                        kept

Eulogy

In the distance
           somewhere
a rainbow wonders
why it has to wear colors
                           today

corner of the road

millions pass
with eyes squirming inside
their heads

once in a while someone walks

eyes closed
drifting away from spaces
these marauding vehicles come from
drawing patterns on sounds
and fading into them

and if you stood on the
corner i did
you would know..

"its poetry "