Pageant of Poems

who ate fire
who was the thief of fire touching fire
angel headed
publishing odes on the window of the skull
burning for the ancient heavenly connection
to the starry dynamo in the
motors of slow night

who passed through universities with
radiant cool eyes hallucinating
america and socrates light
smoking a haiku ciggarette
next to the tragedy among the scholars of war

animal soup of time
in paradise alley death or purgatory
naked and endless head

the madman bomb and angel beat in time

down to the cities last radio

and only one in the world chord ocean dreamsides horns

unscrew the locks from the doors
unscrew the doors themselves
from the jambs

announcing our intentions
to investigate your soul

gods human howl still resounds
in a neon desert where the
human tribe wanders sentenced
to unreality

and the altering eye alters all

Lay down your mountain name of death in many mind worlds

death whose factories dream
death whose smokestacks and antennaes crown the cities
death whose love is endless oil and stone
death whose soul is electricity and banks
death whose fate is a cloud of sexless hydrogen
death whose name is the mind
death in whom i sit lonely
death in whom i dream angels
crazy in death
death who entered the soul early
death in whom i am a consciousness without a body
death who frightened me out of my natural ecstacy
death whom i abandoned
wake up in death
light streaming out of the sky
death death
robot apartments leaf robots
invisible suburbs skeleton treasuries
blind capitols invisible trees

i name here the deposit of organic debris
used for fuel of the vast plain
as well as the underworld dressed up as a
skyscraper and the scavenger with a holy
water brain
skyscraper whose eyes are
a million blind windows
demonic industries spectral nations
invisible mad houses monstrous bombs

they broke their backs lifting death to heaven

pavements trees radios tons

lifting the city to heaven which exsist
and is everywhere about us visions omens
hallucinations miracles ecstacies
gone down the american river
drinking water from sewer passing under the
throne of god
but still a sewer

dreams adorations illuminations
religions the whole boatload of sensitive bullshitt
breakthroughs over the river
flips and crucifixtions
gone down the flood highs despairs 10 years

who plunged themselves under meat trucks
looking for an egg
who threw their watches off the roof to
cast their ballot for eternity outside of time
and alarm clocks fell on their heads every day
for the next decade
under the wartime blue floodlight
of the moon
at the sawdust root locomotives
in the flowers eye
only the razor sharp artifacts passing
into the past
on a pile of ancient sawdust
and rose reincarnation in ghostly clothes
in the gold horn shadow
and blew americas naked mind
with the absolute heart of the poem
of life butchered out of their own bodies
good to eat a thousand years
what sphinx of cement and alluminum
bashed open their skulls and ate up
their brains and
imagination

death solitude filth ugliness ash cans
and unobtainable dollars
children screaming under the stairways
boys sobbing in armies old men weeping
in the parks
death death nightmare of death
death the loveless death the heavy judger of men
death the incomprehensible prison
death the crossbone souless jailhouse
and congress of sorrows
death whose buildings are judgement
death the vast stone of war
death the stunned governments
death whose mind is pure machinery
death whose blood is running money
death whose fingers are ten armies
death whose breast is a cannibal dynamo
death whose skeletal monkeys twist meatless bananas
death whose ear is a smoking tomb
death whose eyes are a million blind windows
death whose skyscrapers stand in the long
streets like endless jehovahs

the united states which coughs all night
and wont let us sleep...where we wake
up electrified out of the coma by our own
souls airplanes roaring over the roof theyve
come to dropp angelic bombs the hospital
illuminates itself imaginary walls collapse
O starry spangled shock of mercy the eternal
war is here in my dreams you walk
dripping from a sea journey on a highway
across america in tears to the door of the
next ocean...who lost their love to three old
shrews of fate

the one eyed shrew of the heterosexual dollar
one eyed shrew that winks out the womb and the
one eyed shrew that does nothing but
sit on her asss and snip the intellectual golden
threads of the craftmans loom

secret heros of poems
who bared their brains to heaven
the force that through the green fuse
drives the flower drives my green age
where perfect telescopes and violins
are made

the dreamed of city contained death as a baby

math Goodly