New Mexico series

she walked in with those

still flowers, unmoving

never to grow, nor to wilt

color brought the kinetic energy

a blue that strikes

a pale yellow slips through the pores

a deep violet whose infinite retreat intrigues

tugs and twists, until

the still curves and static edges become violent

free from life, death and the eroticism in between

a moment of magnified realism

Georgia.

entering the breeze catches my face

its faint rustling prepares the ear

high octaves, high hills

mountains

her voice smoothly hikes, ascends

almost unnoticeably until

I feel its peek

vibrations climbing from the toes out the skull, my skull

the now silhouetted peaks hum

from the reverberations of her box, my body

in silence the movement heightens

reaches the pinnacle

the moment when all sound becomes clear 

forever vacillating

sedimentary structures rivaling architectural wonders

angularity, irregularity, and rarity

confusing formations, continually unforming to reform,

find, found, finding resolve in the surrounding fluency of the wind

sand kicking up sand, sanding through the wonder

forming wonders and rewonders

makes wonderers out of all,

rivaling the sedimentary