Walk, fire, unimaginative wretch -
Draw to me the daydream
Scene. Dreaming whilst awake,
Of palm tree trails and fields
Of tangerines. Those muddy
Childhood time travails, when nothing
Else was cared. I took the
Kissing dare, remember -
Doctor Pepper bottle twirling.
It found me, extemporaneous
Romance, fledgling testosterone,
Swirling as a snake in slow-
Mo, black and white. It bit me
In a blast of
Freeze-frame recollection -
Iodine and silver photograph
Materializing through magnesium
Smoke - flash - bang!
And there I was again, scowling
Back at me.

O wretched are
These palm tree trails and
Tangerines, to tease me
From a hum-drum stage today -
This fluorescent, no-view room.
Redrawn and revised,
Romanticized and faded -
Coal walk fire, associative,
No-name by-line sound bite
Memory - milkshake spoon-straws
Prod my history, drawing
Happenstance - teeth and weeds and
Bullfrog races, creek fish,
Cane rods, red streak bobbers -
Daydream monkey -
Nut box hand trap -
Can’t let go from here.

*From the book: Vapours of Promise, ©2004 - ISBN 1-59526-352-7

by Kelly Vinal

Comments (2)

Thank you Alex. Colors can be what you make them; just as you can be all you can be in life.: -)
i really like that: -) it's really sweet and i love the way you described people as colours it's cool: -)