The Collectible Dust

spilling spicy noodles next to
sex on the bamboo mat and the
sudden summer rain fox goes agallop

mint thai salsa in juicy clumps
matted platinum streaks of lightning
mistaking my crumpled shorts for a sleeping dog

hemorrhaging pupil images armies of raiding rials
humpety-hump beats of wet-plumed crows caw
hem and haw of wet rubber tires on slick pavement

loose collection of tea leaves swirl in the cup
like embryos in amniotic trance
lick tongue-frozen to the wall of mother nature’s womb

construction workers sip from stainless steel thermos’
condom-colored hardhats hiding beneath corrugated tin lean-tos as
camphor trees collectively shiver and breathe

my galleons of dead ancestors flow back from the sky
meteor baths unfold in sheaths of swordless fury
metronomic galactic suns wink out in fits of white dwarfism

oily rainbow swirls stare up from puddles dancing as
obituary pages fly soaked and bleeding ink past
oblivious to it all the port-a-potty leaks from all sides