a gibson guitar more sunburnt than sunburst with a pawnshop
glow, twisted neck
dead frets, hanging horse thief from a hook in a room made
of dust and i wonder
if
fingers remember
how to
lick steel
bend
spoons
scream
fingers cluster up and chunk-a chunk-a chunk-a, fingers
grinding needles, fingers
pinching nerve cords (chunk-a chunk-a chunk-a) making minor
god noise
dropping
harps from heaven
throwing
bricks at butterflies
fingers tighten and intensify
twang-twang-twang-twist-twirl-chunk-a
chunk-a-squeal
a
weasel in a bear trap, pipe wrench on a pipe bomb, fingers invert
the in
goes out, the out comes in, fingers wrap around the neck
make
this machine fight for breath
fingers maneuver impossible cliffs, sharp clefs, razor raw
strings burn and glow
so
hot, red hot radiator caps
fingers find tender spots along the timeline
plucking
individual moments pictures scars collisions, measuring so careful
a
lullaby with a smoker’s cough
fingers bleed punk junk redux
decompose
and unsing a symphony backwards thru a blender, scrape metal
motherfucker
fingers fly, speed of light fly, fingers
lift-rise-soar-scream-roar and
fly
fingers know the reasons, know what i long to be
sound
pure
sound
no
fingers, no strings, no magicians up my sleeve
just
sound
high
frequency blue sensation (waaaaaaaaaaaaah)
then
fast elegant riffs descending down, riff down down down
dwindling down into rumbling fog
thunder, into pitch black amplified
afterglow
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
2008