The head
of the hole
with a halo
how we built ideas
to live inside
hoping they would
overthrow
the force
of the world’s
worst —
all for this what?
For just a little likeness,
a little lantern
a little lightness
a little intensity
through the soft abrasion of the orchestra.
Sky gazing is
sky crawling is
you graze your knee
on the serrated edge of every dream
and lick the blood.
Sky drips
from the halo
of a hole
with a head.
Come sky gazing
with me
let’s block out the total delirium of traffic
of carbon
of collapse.
Give up on collapsing.
Give yourself a little fix.
I looked
behind the sky
and I found
a policeman
getting
a blow job
from
a mortgage advisor.
Have a peek.
The cruelty of
the world’s end —
it’s fucking
hilarious.
Forever heave sail and bally
let listen to enchantment popping off
before the storm blisters, wishing.