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Victor Perrotti


frisco pier

our arms on the rail
we stand at end
of the black night
rhythmically swaying
with wooden pier
solid, beneath bare feet
into strong bodies
the wood channels
a deep ocean swell
we look toward
the canopy of stars
and our destinies
more burning stars
for fleeting lives
than grains of sand
drifting in the ocean
it’s our footprints
the beach holds dear


two faces  ☊

two faces facing east and west
two faces looking front to back
two faces coming and going
knowing where you’ve been
knowing where you’re going
unsure of where you are
one head, facing opposite directions
two faces competing for a mind
two faces with eyes that never meet
two faces denying existence of the other
concealed behind countenance
hidden from the present moment
one face hiding behind the other
one head, of tragedy and comedy
two faces facing north and south
two faces looking up and down
two faces coming and going
knowing a tether to the ground
knowing an infinity in space
unsure of where you place
birth to grave, with no middle
two faces to go the distance
two faces is all you get
two faces and just one neck

choking on public safety
     —"I can't breathe!" Eric Garner's final 33 words ...........07/17/14

as long as the police,
are permitted
to police the police
a grand slurry
district attorney
– makes with police
much like family
the police
– the enforcement arm
of the power structure
the golden arm,
the arm
that can do no wrong
the strong arm
the confiscating arm
the escalating arm
the arm in search of
a loosy in the sky
the arm that chokes
the arm that snatches,
institutional murder
from the scales
of lady justice
lead and brutality
for the black man
lead and brutality
for the black man

violent state
secret proceedings
from the sham jury
the state’s enabler
– the district attorney
; renders unaccountable
blue sleeve homicide
of the golden arm

mistress death

trash the baby"s breath
your heart’s a red rose
pressed flat in bent knee

take off your tingling feet
and lay them next to me
to sit beside yourself
in bed with your corpse

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existential crossroads  ☊

we arrive at the crossroads
with baggage in tow
sometimes too heavy, for one person

like frost
when he fled for the dismal swamp
in despair, of a rejected marriage proposal
or van gogh
when he cut off, a piece of his ear
in remorse, of having threatened his friend
— gauguin, with a razor
or you
when you contemplated suicide
in anguish, of believing
the world is a better place without you

comes profound sorrow to consider
i may never have taken
“The Road Not Taken”
i may never have stared into
Starry Night
and i may never have been touched
— by you

summer sleeps

on cold gray water
ducks
,unable to create,
sleep
with their beaks
under  wings

broken trees
moss and
the dried blood
at night
when the houses
become silent
and flashing
windows go dark

children are
disciplined
in the ways of
the choking deer

eternal winter

remember
eastern woodlands
brown
two hearts
in silence

in the meadow
a singular
sea of
dead leaves
rusting cars,
that dream
into the ground

of ancient people
carburetors
and summer eves 

splitting atoms in
darkness

darkness explored
soft yielding
with a tongue
deep inside blue/black
splitting atoms
mapping curvature
of strange energy
a rare element
a whimper
escapes moist lips
ephemeral
to float above
achieving hearts
building crescendo
coming critical mass
in an incineration
of tender release
ashes drift lazy
settling into
quiet darkness

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