Wildfire Bangs Poem by John Courtney

Dangerous handwritten love
in the absence of eyes
sunlight falling onto the head
of a bedroom spider
the clock slides up my body
with wildfire bangs

velvet without color
in the absence of sound
plainsong growing in the dust
of an open window
sparrows search my soul for seed
finding finches bones

memory films a buried road
in the absence of touch
lipstick peeling from the edge
of a white mug
the bedroom spider retreats
into a black bag

tongue spits out what's left
in the absence of scent
cherries sinking to the bottom
of mascara bourbon
the clock slides down my body
with wildfire bangs