rush hour

a bottle of i-v fluid dangles tubes and all swinging wild
from a fist shot bristling
high through the open window of the car
zig-zag swerving
staggering
headlights flashing
horn
screaming screaming screaming screaming screaming.........

and then the silence of the rush hour traffic...

*****

flux

the whole avenue unfolds before my eyes.

buildings change shape,
billboards the letters of the alphabet.

neon signs blink bedlam.

man's never ceasing lust for conflict
scurries hither and thither and yon,
searching for non-existent answers...

faces change expressions
in a swirling flux.

*****

a ripple

the moon
a sailing smudge of butter in the clouds...

listen--
cuckoo song!

into the rain-happy chorus of a thousand frogs...
a ripple.

*****

holiday

a feather
spirals down
stalk first,
making a silent point that needs no elaboration.

a parrot
crackles
in sunlit flight from shade to shade,
making another point that defies all argument.

palms climb jubilant.
half-moon sinks.
a peal of laughter in the public pond.

holiday.

*****

amnesia

in a sudden flash i realize:
i have forgotten
the art of remembering you.

we simply sit facing each other,
a smile glowing between us,
speaking nothing.

i have forgotten the entire way
i had flown
reaching your side...
like a river
never remembering
the meandering way from where.

into your eyes i dissolve,
forgetting
even your name.

*****