After a brief hiatus, the Poem of the Week returns. This poem is from Bending the Mind Around the Dream's Blown Fuse (Talisman' House, 2009).
Cistercian chants floating free across a trash-blown sky.
Briefs rolled down mid-thigh tethered to some dream.
Eternal flame steadily sinking towards the alcove's base.
Five nails driven through a column of melting wax.
A desert crossed at century's end a pair of cellular phones.
Topographies of tumbleweed snagged on rusted barbs.
Along the highway's endless fuse the dashboard lit drive on.