On the Promontory/The Whisper Stream/Vigil

[Donny Doom]

On the Promontory Pt:1

Every
moon
I’m running toward
languishing
yellow
mumbled hellos
Anguishing,
listening to
echoing streets
Tumbling jealously,
Zealously, dismayed

The Whisper Stream Pt:2

We have no faith in stones
No taste for eating earth
This is for you alone
My temporary soul
The hard shadows at noon
Snow falls through the holes
A hundred promises
Ended with that madness

Music for our desire
The terror of yielding
Slowly drives you away
Sweating, drifting
Eyes on those sacred hands
Everything is seen
Everything is known
Everything ignored

Vigil Pt:3

Snow sounded a warning
A compressed afternoon
Deafening whispers
Shone like rotten wood
My fingers
Sought shelter in your room
You ravaged
And like a vandal left too soon

Memories of pale lunar fictions,
Breasts, and leaves

Alone on a jetty
I was down the hill
An old and weary
Chasm of azure
Pierced by arrows
Stretching ropes from the steeples
Confound the plagues
Little drunken vigil

Memories of pale lunar fictions,
Breasts, and leaves