WHAT LOVE MOONS OVER THIS DOORWAY CONFUSED?

WHAT LOVE MOONS OVER THIS DOORWAY CONFUSED?

WHAT LOVE MOONS OVER THIS DOORWAY CONFUSED?

What pain rends the sky's shroud so dark

O long riva without ends (amends)
rift that repels forever and today
a broken beginning why postpone what we know
is nothing but timeless school to a fool

to periscope your many hearts and pick mine
scattered on dinner plate of years to come
conquered by danger's fear I munch ma being
dancing in God's stoic penumbra
I've watched ma self
               ma pen (ma mother)
And criticized and talked to ma self
               again

               Why her?

The fool's question lingers on the lips of the shovel
To scoop out compost warmth of society's venoms
And then

Gee
Its fair
One is to 1

The radio from Naziweek magazine
fluttering like butterfly her pain of insults
               beatnik hammerz the Hun

Definitely
is this the end?