beaded rabbit

Oceanus

The word for a planet
Concealed within another
Planet is ocean
As the word for one entity
Concealed by another is
Ghost

The ocean has no ghost
And plans on living forever
It is, in fact
Indifferent to death
Which makes its choral ohm
Scary
And seductive

Beneath dawns blush
The oceans' skin shimmers
with opulent intelligence
like millions of silver
school fish turning pages
in millions of books

I once thought the ocean
Was a dream the earth was having
Or vice versa

But now I see the ocean
As doorway to someplace else
Without debt to gravity
Or conversation

Veiny rivers
Cellular rain

Our relentless ocean
Is a boundless illustration of eternity

It is, in fact
Indifferent to death
Which makes its choral ohm
Scary
And seductive

Beneath dawns blush
The oceans' skin shimmers
with opulent intelligence
like millions of silver
school fish turning pages
in millions of books

I once thought the ocean
Was a dream the earth was having
Or vice versa

But now I see the ocean
As doorway to someplace else
Without debt to gravity
Or conversation

Veiny rivers
Cellular rain

Our relentless ocean
Is a boundless illustration of eternity

Its flavor profile may have changed
But it appears exactly how Jesus once saw it

A wrinkled wedding veil
Ripped in half
By the libidinous appetite
Of the bridegroom sun

James Cagney


contents of issue 11

What the Photographer Said
MK Chavez

October Waits
Caledonia Rattling Gourd Brown Bull

Musings
Roopa Ramamoorthi

Communion
Vincent Calvarese

the sixties again
Casandra Dallett

Oceanus
James Cagney

Reading Cold Mountain *
Kitty Costello


James Cagney Biography

Bio coming soon


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