Waking Life

crystal muse II
“Childhood’s Wake” (from Houses of A Crystal Muse, being released this week)
You can feel it
in the air,
a razory sheen,
all the childhoods
that were lost
or stolen
or seized
or buried to model catacombs
and secret lairs,
are returning to the surface
the reclaimants
growing new teeth
and skin
and nails,
new lungs
ballooning to breathe
in ferocious gulps
the holy body of air
charged on loan,
no longer just sipping
from a solitary puddle
through a pinched straw,
but open mouth pressed
like a passionate suction
against the blue-green lips
of the sea,
as if the lost
mad art
of deep-sea-kissing
could inflame
and ignite
a whole new breed of species,
as if every dream
formerly deferred,
or taken out back
and whacked brutally with a switch
until silence became stitches
sewn across lips,
no longer this,
but rather
Childhood’s quivering
and quaking vim
to know itself
as a source of real
and force of soul,
none of it scripted, but felt,
it’s coming back to melt
the dead weight of
fattened albatrosses,
to shake up the core
and very foundations
of what has been established
and set in faulty cement,
and this overdue zoobreak
of wild beauty and feral shoots
will require tending, nurturance,
and breaks from overstaid patterns
fitted to worn-out takes and conditions,
Childhood, as the frenzied sibling to mystic freight,
as the single blade of grass, bearing the greenest of blood-red
beginnings, will make its demands known, will birth necessity
through the gist of lore, and the calling of old wounds
to sutures formerly unknown,
and in this living wake,
Beauty and Grief,
as outsourced twins,
will surely follow,
and we, the claimants,
teetering on the edge of Childhood’s
flagrant beckon,
will re-set fractures
and find release
in going over the edge
to uncharted frontiers
and worlds beyond
our wildest imaginings.
(Cover image by Issa de Nicola)

About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, spoken word performer, and playwright, John Biscello now lives in Taos, New Mexico. He is the author of three novels: Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, and Nocturne Variations, and a collection of stories, Freeze Tag. His fiction and poetry has appeared in: Art Times, nthposition, The Wanderlust Review, Ophelia Street, Caper, Polyphony, Dilate, Militant Roger, Chokecherries, Farmhouse, BENT, The 555 Collective, Instigator, Brass Sopaipilla, The Iconoclast, Adobe Walls, Kansas City Voices, and the Tishman Review. His blog--Notes of an Urban Stray--can be read at johnbiscello.blogspot.com. Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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