winging our way into the star knighted sky
for ken siegel
The dense sky is framed by black birds
that cut through the deep blue
with razor sharp shadows
that catch us sideways
in the passage of denied time
as you hero hold away the cave cold fears
with your warm breath that left lip prints
on my unfolded shoulder
you pass me a solid sandwich
as the sunset shivers closer to us
the rich egg salad easing my way into evening
as your black winged hand caresses mine
as we pace the missing camelot round table
of plastic romantic rules, steps we can't reach,
and the lost pirate directions to self respect -
after zinfadel and weed we finish devil egged handfuls
and the dense evening mists creep in
on the lonely cries of ducks, sparrows and black birds
dense trees shadow the evening outlines
as you slice watermelon wishes to our watiting plates
then you brush a kiss across my silken cheek
that wings my flushing body with a rich eye beating heart reaction
so we spit seeded desires at the foot of our destiny
with owls hooting the way into the pitch black tumbling star knighted sky
2/17/09
