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Holy Candle Blues

by Michael Amitin

in the sweet red sunset
angel brother bends his blown glass ear over the wall of eternity
listening in on my sweet restless rathouse jam

she entered peeling story-caked walls
riding a lightning rod broom
and swept me out to half dippermoon bridge
we swung downtown where
waltzing heirs warmed six-figure derrieres above smorgasboard fires
I faked all the right questions into hell’s paradise

panting at the emerald city orgasm
waiting beneath her olive skin gypsy thin cocktail feast
ignoring the runaway beast

and someone beamed
they make a great couple
as we dished sweat
to god’s blistering last-chance desperate romance bugle call
my ragged sailor heart pirouetting out the hornpipe door and over the muddy cliff

where on the way down
the devil in white linen gown served dark red obsession wine
before flaming flambé soft brown coconut limbs stole my grin
the fly doing backflips in the honey pot

the lava-baked sea
a million miles away
the moaning rusted ship creaked like a red infection
begging to be freed from the last ripples in that skin game port

you knew all along prophet of the beautiful tracks
That my ramble played in a forest of doom
I surrender dear monk in the sad samba night

that wind pushed me mountains away
flushed me out of hiding in the prehistoric pubescent
road-burnt grotto
at the piano bar you played me like a thundering chord
till a midnight candle grabbed the shades
and a fire came roaring down in flames
we crawled like god’s sweet snails to the clear-as-a-bell day

glaring up to the dark blue smoke
where a red sunset angel rained wild woolen ashes
down on love’s last twitch
applauding the singed curtain call
live! live! he cried from his bongo perch on heaven street

hot orange coals fading in the chilled breeze
words we’ll never speak again you and I
unless fate has too much time to deal strange train cards

this harp strung midnight reverie
sad violins hijack innocent dreams
and twist the arm of violet-coated wishes

In my hidden dark room
holy candle blues
whispers of sea wind blowing

Copyright © 2014 by Michael Amitin

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