A Tributarys Divergence #2
By Jay Humphrey
12 Jan 2009
Jazz...Smoke...Movement...Blues
Streets like veins
Arterial flow
Heart ache soul beat
Dust in your hair
Grit your teeth
Placid black alley puddles
Stacked glass and back doors
Plastic robot trash receptacles
Still life portraits breath walk
Baked pop coffee stands
Starched suit bank exams
Billowed rooftop exhausting fans
Mindless drooling brown bag plans
Wedged and anchor
Big kid blocks
Reams the legal clock
Temptress evening gown
Stalk
I have the adversity...the distain and disregard. Most often I view from the rim...from the edge of the sphere, shaking my head. What goes on there, I do not condone. Immersion was a challenge, and the auto was not the tool. It was by foot in the Jungle. Crawling through the Architecture for plausible conscious reason....for the Jade tarnished, the Diamond unturned.
It is a cold heart in this heaving beast...but a heart none the less.
2 responses
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Alex Velker gave props (12 Jan 2009):
Cool! love the pics!
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Deborah Ann Dube'-Purrman said (20 Jan 2009):
I feel it... you needed to read it fast to give it the energy it deserved.
In the end I felt the pain of loss, like an emptied garbage can... relief of a stressful time, hence the "mindless drooling brown bag times "...yet the stalking, seeking more....it's out there...it is within you.
But now one needs to tell you.
