Painters’ Exhalations 91
—after John Coyne’s Flight in Green
Because the ocean
reverts
to mirrors on waves’
tabletop function
scripting
an unknown causation
stating sense dangles from the tongue
-caused interpretations,
inversion
proclaims sans standing philosophical
head-standing,
flight can deem itself contained by framed borders
man refuses to dislodge. This though
does not
deter
the winged from acrobatics atop air’s angled,
unbounded stage
as day of emergency transforms psyches into
lost and winded animals
catapulted among their foreign reactions.
Painters’ Exhalations 93
—after Elsa Dax’s The Night
Night constructs nest
mosaic ingredients softened mirror
for owl rest subsequent hunt,
feed, meander between itchy bark.
Stars incorporate flickered pause
saluting scientists attempting
ascertaining distance
relative to a pebble future from
man’s grabbing hand. Navy
pocket square president’s fold
sky’s tailored blazer. Music
becomes a multiplying flesh:
wind, mythical ambiance, goddesses
announce in retribution, decrees
not a whim among the ruling
giving surnames to stars’ orphaned
children.
Painters’ Exhalations 94
—after Joe Machine’s Sailor at Rest
Sustained water life, stilled on
sea’s obese spectrum
authors insanity in an etching scrape
across altered pining psyche. Misinterpreted
tranquil blue slaps the unaware, predetermined
fallacy placed in soil of gullible beliefs,
the ignoramous. Rest from the dance of waves
vomit
the mopping of decks aware of their reeking
cells.
Cliché sailor posing, respite on a bar’s hardened stool.
Head submerged, thoughts the drowning hands
grasping at answers found floating amid
inebriation. Snake
tattoo slithers in overhead light, the rare light
alive atop existence’s manifested
darkness.
Felino Soriano is a case manager working with developmentally and physically disabled adults in California. He is the editor of the online journal, Counterexample Poetics, which focuses on International interpretations of experimental poetry, art, and photography.
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