June Craze

Milky spiraling smoke sets
smelling a damp bitter scent with Jack
playing the misty tunnels riding up
.........up high
...........................above our crowns

then down to the motor fountain

it never stops.

So we raise the volume
the dark side of the moon
and the dwarfs

the red slippers don't cross the borders
"There's no place like home."
"Where?"......... "Home."

home.........HOME.........H....O....M....E
where?
the town of walnuts and love.
white love
blue love dusty love
which we never consider sentimental

records and off-white walls
the little devil with no fangs or horns?
and the ten inch TV color, but ten inch
(the VCR icon won't go away)

"I'm swimming with my boots on."
across the pool
in the Jacuzzi
at.........H....O....M....E
while driving

but he's always there
in my engine
in my stereo
in my sleep
at work
at lunch.........I'll have tacos
(he hates pot-stickers)
they taste bad

I don't sing
I'm scared when I'm done
but I'm not done yet.

Shadi Ziaie

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