Skittering by Johnny Firefly

 

 

SKITTERING 

(for Suze Woolf)

 

Wood dinosaurs
in the high tech
world, her paintings
of utility poles,
in between the living
and the dead, the
bright bold somber
colors, blurring
dripping, an spots
here an there
among numbers,
letters, directions,
warnings, such as
LIVE WIRES
BEWARE
235193
with uh red
zigzag arrow
stuck somewhere
in between,
or uh tall dried
out weed stuck
next to one,
another dried out
skeleton remnant,
much as the sign
on another,
Come Join Us For The
OLD TIME GOSPEL
REVIVAL
all this on what
use ta be uh tree,
giant stick of coffin,
giving birth to something
in the next world,
all these numbers, letters,
directions, warnings,
becoming obsolete,
uh multi-cullard
leaf of autumn,
skittering across
the sidewalk,
that will crumble,
numbers, letters,
directions, warnings,
some logical fog
we use to hang upon,
echo dripping spots of paint.

 

Johnny Firefly

11-30-11

 

This poem was left for me at Zeitgeist during my exhibit there. I'm thrilled to be its recipient, know that my Number paintings were so lovingly perceived, and see heir form reinterpreted in poetry.

 

It is reproduced with the author's permission.