An element of surprise
Streaming from the corners of my widow's eyes,
Blowing through the chambers of my heart into a heavy sigh.
Served three years in the Philippines
When I was only eighteen,
Flipping vinyl for the navy
Thirty-five to take a wife, to build a life and a family
Six short years of retirement,
Seeing every penny spent on medical and mortgages
Racking up a load of debt
Before I get a chance to pay for it
Where am I in all of this?
I never had control to begin with.
Look, there I am
Blackened blue my gamma rays
Oh how my thinning days
Been paced away in shallow blinks,
In kitchen sinks, in needle plays
But now, there I am
swollen white; a leukocyte in lymph node buds.
I'm caught between the lumbar stacks;
A lit wick in candle wax
Parsing cells in mantel shelves,
Breathing green-grey hyphae
Through skin of cellophane,
Spread in chiral bread loves,
Caged in marrow boughs...
What a picnic it has been! What a picnic!
I'm lobbing to and fro
Between my own mnemonic lobes
Through midday tennis sets,
And muddy service training nets,
Through morning cigarettes
Porched on gypsum sunsets,
The longest love in post-vignettes,
And more to come in couplets...
How much there is to see
Beyond this fondly dissipating cortex.
released August 12, 2014
WHAT A PICNIC! :
Diego Clare - vocals/piano/guitar
Tim Kasher - bass guitar
Pat Oakes - drums
Gary Gold - snare/percussion
Strings arranged by Nate Kinsella (aka Birthmark)
Quartet led by Andrea Zonn:
Andrea Zonn - violin
David Davidson - violin
Chris Wilkenson - viola
Emily Nelson - cello