Friday, October 16, 2015

Ed Coletti, Bricolage

                                     
                                                    "A Mona Lisa for Psychotics," 
                                          (16 x 20 Watercolor), image by Ed Coletti 


Bricolage

Sursum corda
from taedium vitae
as illicit fandango
quickens to saraband
where
you’re on your own
all alone
with my enchantment
words and phrases
tongues as petals
leaves of grass
slight susurrus
stretto and al segno

Who is this pathetic quid nunc
a veritable National Enquirer
who playing Cassandra
nudges chaos in to form-
al actus reus
whose life work
re presents no thing
but trompe l’ oeil?
Spider-elbowed camarilla’s
badinage
gets right to
the mandamus
of baksheesh—
timely pay each tranche
lest the tattooed Argus
drop you deep into
an oubliette

where
“nil desperandum”
is never heard,                          

where
“memento mori”
can only be drowned
in endless waiting.

Forgive such
gallimaufry,
learn from it
that fun can be
antidote
to karoshi.
Permit yourself
to romp farouche,
cha cha cha
your soul away;
discover
the vertiginous
opening


                                                Ed Coletti 

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