“Analysis for Calita”

2008/05/23

The human face’s a gasping death spare
waiting room
fried-egg’s galaxy center
blank canvas
for
further
connections
or the loss
of it all
spiked internally
down

the human face’s a formless killer
revelator
midnight rain manifest
vulture
feast
the black puppets march
through the reddened eye
thickest
peripherial
manoeuvres

the human’s face a bottomless pit
resulting in a
death abyss
dive-in:
the haggard futureless
substance
flickers
gritty
suburban
tangos

the human’s face all substance
absence
fine
molecular
illusion

& by staring deeply into your eyes
I’ve seen my death
in all
variations
possible

& variety’s the spice
of life

Copyright © 2008 by A.J. Kaufmann. All rights reserved.