The Official Poetry of Jeffrey John Watson




If you asked
Me,
“What are you
About..?”
“I am
About feeling
God”
Might be the reply,
…
A blood letting
Sentence
Serving
A confession
To this sonic machine
“I am a lightening rod for the Cosmos”
Words that cannot
Know,
“No”
Begin to describe
This plotline reverie
This slow
Evaporating
This rowing on
Placid
Endless Sea
In an empty
Summer house
I found a garden
A bamboo chapel
Where a stone approximation
Of H** sat
We’ve been
Summoning
The demolition of words
Cacophonous thickets
Green with city noises
Cathedrals of guttural semiotics
H** profile is a heavy obalisk
Towering
Quantum Mirror
We are a smudge
On infinity
Salty bifurcations
Surfacing oneness
Defying solar abyss
Tumescent and voidal
Orotund vacancies
Of hymn
Prayer and sleeping grecian gymnasiums
Where feathers are carving
Carving this marble vacuum
“Ive been slicing spirit from the bone”
In H** eyes
Its the look
Never retreating
Everlasting
Disintegrating into
Galaxies
Without noise
Without sound
Without
Forever
Without
If you asked
Me,
“What are you
About..?”
“I am
About feeling
God”
Might be the reply,
…
A blood letting
Sentence
Serving
A confession
To this sonic machine
“I am a lightening rod for the Cosmos”
Words that cannot
Know,
“No”
Begin to describe
This plotline reverie
This slow
Evaporating
This rowing on
Placid
Endless Sea
In an empty
Summer house
I found a garden
A bamboo chapel
Where a stone approximation
Of H** sat
We’ve been
Summoning
The demolition of words
Cacophonous thickets
Green with city noises
Cathedrals of guttural semiotics
H** profile is a heavy obalisk
Towering
Quantum Mirror
We are a smudge
On infinity
Salty bifurcations
Surfacing oneness
Defying solar abyss
Tumescent and voidal
Orotund vacancies
Of hymn
Prayer and sleeping grecian gymnasiums
Where feathers are carving
Carving this marble vacuum
“Ive been slicing spirit from the bone”
In H** eyes
Its the look
Never retreating
Everlasting
Disintegrating into
Galaxies
Without noise
Without sound
Without
Forever
Without