The Flaneur salutes his luminous lecteurs with some bijoux from the numinous notebook.
Mislabeled bats
show up and eat the cat's food
the cat doesn't like it
but is afraid of the bat's place
in the hallowe'en hierarchy
haunted by my father's death
I grew to cherish hauntedness
a long line of geese
over a line of kayaks
subtle migrations
Coral forms over my eyes
until I'm walking around with
fish bowl sea horse eyebrow castles
all of this builds and builds
until I'm left with a dime store
mount rushmore on my shoulders
Cold Mount Diablo
foothills like ponies
in the palomino earth
ghostly moon of bone
To thine own self be weird
Solstice 2013
