Electromagnetic molecules
of public violence
fell upon the parking lot
in front of the Bank of America.
Drunk on vodka, off the rails,
fighting like a wild cat.
Used to this kind of thing.
A Navajo woman
getting angry
in the CME,
banging her bottle
on the car window
bouncing off plastic, see,
and then begins
the melee
Like some earthquake
shaking the continental shelf
into liquid
(So much for running away
to Obstruction Island)
the crazy lady swings
at anything she can miss
... I take the rolling container
waving it into the air forward
spraying the perpetrator
with the juice of our Lord
She stares at me suddenly
cold shocked
stunned ashamed
then pounces
O all the melting souls
dizzied
in the animal magnetic.
Birds spinning
in swarms
around the Caribbean cruise ships.
Magma churning underground.
Set on spin
by the breath of the sun.
CME me, please! Mutate my mind!
Bend the vibrations higher & higher!
Oh psychedelic breeze!
Please can you just
hone me
& tune me & groom me
into a better human being!
~ Douglas McDaniel
Tolleson, Arizona
