Harnett-Hargrove

You know the feeling when you sip tea + feel yourself falling through the floor, pummeling into the center of the earth w/out the aid of a spoon, out the south end + keep going? This is that.

DOM muse - Choirs of Shadow Flying by Violent Eclipse 

(this will not transfer correctly? run-on? Know a choka is 5/7, 5/7, 5/7... ending with another 7 syllables.) 

Choka #38

Bumped off of the plank

Into the deepest of depths

A perfect swan dive

Through the blackest of wonder

If a god’s in sight

An awing is not offered

Brave the brief transit

Powered by failing flashlight

White winging singing

Shadows on their high horses

Their drone of not here

Simply the orchestra’s wind

Section tuning up 

Sounding like birds answering

Each other with riffs

Reading their mumbling lips   

Don’t look in our eyes

And you will not discover

Their look of distrust

Turning heads as comets will

Then elegantly

Trail the sharp icy crystals

Of being stood up

It is the best they can do

Light bright marquee crawls 

Across all human foreheads

Blatantly announce

Has Need to Get out Much More

With limp broken wings

I see the loathsome shadow

Dark is the hangman

He’s fumbling with the noose

Know that Surrender

Leads away from obvious

A powerful tool

For the love of your life call

And I kid you not

666-666-6

Recognizable 

… 

His left hand will be hidden

And his face will be bowed low