White Heat

Do u know what its like?
the jungle drum
screaming steel
searing heat

the ‘thump’ the ‘beat’
do you know?

The tribe, the gang, the skin
REAL bruvas
not piss-weak friends
blood bruvas
not lip-service friends

Hear yr blood
pump thru yr veins
RAGE
STORM
FIGHT

can You hear it,
can You feel it?

Roar, roaring rage
Blinding rage
White-heat-rage
can YOU feel it?

The beat, the thump
Can you BE it?

Boneheads lament
you ain’t got a clue
till ya
FEEL it
SCREAM it
DO it!

the thump
the beat
the Roaring White Rage

jack bone


BITS

she moves
her body in unison
very greek (sophocles)
her hydrogen hair
transmitting a dialogue
her rear receiving replies.

dew freezes on her lips
Honey!
honey suckle ...
poets disguised as policewomen
very blue.

expectations flit from eyes/thighs
tending (watering) nerves,
blooming glands &
mood symphonies

there's an orgasm
in her navel
branching, bearing
down
hard & tight
not like sly lighting
more like
working,
working in the
coal mine.

L.