NEW AND CLEAR
Like ripe vinyl, freshly skinned leather,
burnt forest, desert, magma…
we just got this new, clear thought.
Bursting new visions. Loud and clear.
Can you hear them? Can you see them?
Smile-shards scattered across
new and clear ovations.
Renovations.
New ditch. Clear sight.
Billions of orange sliced eyes, peeled by a clear sky revealing
a relevant reveling new. Relevance. Revelance.
Revel ants revel.
A ladder, with its head in the clouds, points its finger, says
“Cut that city, and that city and that city. Cut that electricity.”
PUSH THIS BUTTON for:
histeria hersteria his story her story all of our stories
and not one none no one to tell.
Flash forward. Flash backward.
Flashes dance.
Flashes of light rip the air. Should we protect our eyes?
Eyeflashes. Seven lashes.
Ash dances to siren songs. Should we protect our eyes?
No, let’s dance.
Scorch every veil. Each and every rule.
New, clear dance.
New, clear song.
We dance in the streets
in the seas
in the fields
mountaintops
mounting rooftops
cemeteries
hospitals
cement tearing hot portals.
There’s so much more.
But come on, everybody dance.
Do the char-char.
So clear now.
So, clear now.
So clear, new.
Like how you go for a walk and your mind implodes when the earth squints.
Like the way the greenest green runs under achromatic cover.
That's all for now. Stay thirsty, my friends.
