Today is my out of the womb day it comes boxing a year out
I am in the third Zodiac
the invisible creatures are with me
the ladies of my love-life
stay with me in their circumnavigations
the good & the bad go with each
the middle our torsos are, balancing both
on this day the gift a druid
gave me of my Muse some were not ready for
a drop of that tincture in a clay cup changes all that juice
the undeveloped pulling down olympian rain quarreling with the hailstones & melting them
the magnet of a town at my vitals
& the secret clues of that waternmusic
the rosevita nueva of my summers the unsolid object the eye of each is
that time of the poeta the rockingchair & kitty
& the marriage sapphire that launched us on a ship of light
the agent tyros initiating scenes
the typhoon of transmutation sucked up
the miracle in the sounding bell of bone
the unprepared drowning in the passage to the unforeseen
(mosquito eyes
have fly-shit verses on their windows
astigmatism of the spleen lying about a shaman
forgive them for that abortion art & falsifying their homework)
the women-men & the men-women who have surmounted the differences centering & sanctifying
as I do every second of my sojourning
a spoke & the hub & the wheel rolling the wonder-works
buzz gnats or gypsy moths spitting against the nor'easter
the synthesizing of the News
lacking that brain rot & fueling crises triumph
some have the enemy working within these are my friends my poverty enrichen
over the border are ways with fishes & shoes
the far away know of, the near is estranged from
only the divine Sun
keeps the powers of the Negative at half mast
even the body is loaned
& its wisdom you have been robbed of is not for selling
what is made with the substance has a shadow or slides back into the conditioning Dark
he is writing a piece of that untiming she is hi on the sum of it
one is changing the parchment with it
another is the axis to the open air religion of loving
death to Bossing & all forms of authority 0 insighters & probers of the Here
Vincent Ferrini