the exquisite flower
incredible collusions,
a cacophony of cat calls
and barbed wire flows
across the arroyo in bulbous
thrusts that disrupt the crow
and the carrion.
the glinting sunshine on cactus
needles dripping precious shadows,
where piles of abandoned leather wallets
dry rot in the dust of memories
jettisoned overboard sinking ships
struggling for the shore.
the long stretch of skeletal
soil, inhabited by surreal insectile
creatures whose claws and shells
and teeth protrude against
roaming predators who arrive like
the wind to eat or
shit or burrow into a world
that fluctuates like the two sides
of the moon.
a planet that provides protection
for no one between mountain and
sea, the deadlands of scorched
rock where nomads flee the world
of man to die into the chaos and
calm of creation.
where once
a year the exquisite flower
blooms.
ABOUT THE ARTIST
Salvatore Folisi is a half-crazed irreverent dancing philosophical drummer who also writes. He has appeared in Adbusters Magazine, The American Dissident, The Gorko Gazette and Down in the Dirt. His poetry will also be featured in upcoming issues of The Field Guide Poetry Magazine and Door Is A Jar Literary Magazine. He is a semi-professional musician, an aspiring
novelist and runs Xander Stone Ink as a ghostwriter and editor. Contact: xanderstoneink.com.
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