Return Trip by Lepadah

Crossing the Boulevard
snap syncopated electric steps
hands descending into a cast fibula
smarted out black pea coats

sketches of Tel Aviv
and the iridescent eyes of the Dead Sea
your narrated lucency
vision of mortal Gods, Conquerors, Kings and a madman
imbathe in her abundance

aspiring fortune opportunity
traveled; upon your return
delighted in your dramatics

please explain once again
for the bells toll to hear
imported tnflection
suffering through idiom's

I'll be first before the Moth
shelled legs, lingering
instigating a continued jubilee

this evening will be
full of written, morpheme words
spoken/unspoken thoughts
ebbing future erotic struggles
remove the pen . . . unleash the sword



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