poems || Vernon Frazer

Dangerous Crossing


Parallel non sequiturs
shed the flood through the parking lot.

Varicose mending ventures appended, 
vintage bedding renewed the coastal parvenu 
dicta vented, nothing gained predicted. 

Starting geometric 
departure, a pain of veiled suture parlance: 

cross lines rend fury latches.

Where they meet 
either occurs or does not
under the cost 

of pendant blood
following the script past narrowed horizon 

eyes.
A mate of visions, pursued
or perused,

led the bloody crossing: renewal
as occidental cleavage bottoms
to bundle the gathered rest 

In cord or fire
the avenue crossed their timid blink




Unsettled Music


Impetigo sunset cradles
harbinger’s delay. The slow 
Rialto tuning stays wet longer. 
The decay pitches forward, 
a sonic relay caroming toward 

yet. Another cavalcade, 
stronger than any orbital 
impedance on the forecard, 
grooms an aftermath’s disarray.
The fingers toward fatigue 
woes below sunset rising. 
The end is near

the corner hatch. There, 
the prophetic mourners play 
moonrise sonatas that echo 
behind the wall of a feral 
ligature slowly tied to fugue 
statements calling to restore 
the oral template saga. 

Hearing chromatic temples 
chants where murmurs linger. 
Canonical rapture etudes
the clearing. Its haste replays
the dawning pace of somatic unrest.