by phillipw | Aug 19, 2019 | CH, ST
That Sabbath Evening Forget Lot’s wife and cities of the plain. Forget the angel with a living flame Outside the gate of Eden and orange stain Of burning bush in Sin. All those are tame, Lame types of what was yet to come. Inside Another Gate that night I...
by phillipw | Aug 18, 2019 | CH, ST
Once I Saw that You Used a Five-day Underarm Deodorant which has Now Created a Fragrant Rosary I dreamed of you and was fulfilled, was filled With sadness— but fulfilled. I woke. The dream Was gone, but all the morning hours were stilled In quietude of...
by phillipw | Aug 12, 2019 | AD, CH, ST
Insight He holds his whorly head there in his hands. He clutches druggy hair and all the world There. Hypnotized, he thinks the junk expands The universe, or painlessness impearled Is forming there inside his long-locked skull. The fix is not predictive; addictive...
by phillipw | Aug 9, 2019 | LO, ST
I Have to Leave my Ghostly Eyes on You I have to leave my ghostly eyes on you. How else can I increase my chances of Our meeting after, when in rendezvous Your corpseless soul — at last — requires my love? I have to hold my haunting eyes on yours. How else will I be...
by phillipw | Aug 7, 2019 | JE, LO, ST
Ghostly Surgery When we are sleeping, both, forever, I Will sift your soul subconsciously. This search Will certainly include past dreams and pry Among your souvenirs. I’ll find the perch Where this and that love rival have been stored. I’ll oust them,...
by phillipw | Aug 7, 2019 | CH, LO, ST
Conversion I swallowed starlight when I saw you first, That night you came in through a holy gate And raised your hands in hallowed greeting, burst With beauty in a fevered Sabbath, straight From lukewarm life including tepid Christ. He was the son behind theology Of...
