Saint Stephen - Live Dead

On St Stephen's day

the cold wave frozen in place

I retreated to Mountain View cemetery

for my outdoor hiking fun
out of the winds prevalent Bayside

Wasn't that a type of LSD?

Chapel of the Chimes

Did I mention it was Xmas?

I saw the skeleton of a dog

The Garden of Eternity

the Hebrew cemetery

Eerie alone there

never see visitors

But folks do visit

evidenced by the ancient

custom of leaving

a stone behind

Through another gate

An exuberant fountain

lit by the sun

charmingly pale today

The proto martyr himself

shedding relics

Into the main ring

The office looks festive

Bring us you Loved One

Let's take a spin

on its spiraling roads

I sheered clear

of the heights

For the warm pockets

of the foothills

I walked through a mausoleum

a moment's respite from the chilly air

When I looked back

I saw that the opposite door was open

 I was sure that I closed it

When I returned inside

I thought  heard whispering voices

Why hurry off?

they seem to say

You can stay here with us

as long as you like

Into the bright sunlight

I burst

I'm in the market for

a detached post-mortem

residence thank you 

And I don't want to end up

underwater on the mortgage

There is plenty here

to choose from

A parliament of ghosts

The obscure object

of desire

carved in marble

Some curse their lives

while the dead envy them

their bodies 

More like what I had in mind

built like a brick out house

I'm getting warmer

Sphinx guard my

fleeting Valhalla

of the hillside

My courtyard

for the nonce

Forever in disrepair

or until the Rapture

or urban renewal

whichever comes first

My picnic and contemplation spot

A bird drinks from the urn

the only other utility left

for this grandiose remembrance

of some person wealthy and vain

utterly forgotten on the face of the earth

A transporting edifice indeed

A look inside

100 years before Pop

Prime surreal estate

for the sur-rational

poet in me

Monumental

Celtic cross

Rolling through the headstones

through Oakland

across the bay

Mighty San Francisco

evanesces and reappears

Another intricate

ethnic cross design

Not Celtic

Levantine or something

That dead dog again

The glory of Solstice time

Home for good things to eat

brandy and cannabis treats

the sky seemed to be on loan

from another world

December 22, 26 2016

Psychedelic animation