fingerbells in a house fire
on a neck tuned to fourths
a long-ago Christmas
wakes at midnight
shifty on a bar stool
as a cat reeling on ice
too fast too fast
the bells swell out
tearing the Atlantic fabric
thin bones busting through
the night swoons
yellow-orange
lamplight though beer
pumpkin teeth this O'Keefe
-- his fingers
wresting a stiff neck
watching it slide, slide
into the Morning Star
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Hey Steve i like this.......buuuuut what is O'Keeffe Slide? The imagery is phenomenal and the lyric: perfect!
ReplyDeleteIt's an Irish tune. As is the Morning Star.
ReplyDeleteHmm, who could evulalterego be...