First Look at Rainbow, Daybreak / Used Fiat Blues

First Look at Rainbow, Daybreak

Solomon’s light, or purgatory

drifting w/ flashes

of free; as in free bird crying

at sun’s sight

after storm, curious child of

ships – they set course on conquer

before the first drop

of flesh

forms a shapeless oar

feared & worshipped

butterfly

azimuth; as in wing shape

stretched to form the curve

of sense, sweet the jungle

or ocean

of first souls wandering

through the naked

waste I cherish

Used Fiat Blues

In my used

Fiat

I drive through

snow

listening to Breakout’s 

“On the other side of the rainbow”

from my father’s poorly copied

tape

but blues

needs no hi-fi

quality

of modern

daze – days that outreached

the base side

of men, seeking mad realms

burning

blood delta cotton

on my Fiat’s winter wheels

bluesman’s vehicle

rollin’ – I swear I see that side

already, between my day job

and my grandma’s pancakes

there’s blues

in my children’s eyes