ayahuasca
"I was once a small blue fish"
Ayahuasca
“I was once a small blue fish”
Underneath the airstream through the window where I thought I saw you
morning dawns like a larkspur
a desert flower dispersing the midnight hour
the face in the mirror looks demure
and stern
if I say it reflects the inferno in me
I feel the breath catch in my chest
and write it in this poem eternally
if I say there is no vague nightmare
my perennial and peripheral Xanadu
says
the past is the past
but only to you.
So I feed my parasite food
find room in the heart for my birds of paradox
a world in tern
I put my ear to the ground
and this is what I heard:
