White Slacks

 

 (published 'Psychopoetica' 1991)

The beautiful girl stood upon the sea's roof as it sloped from horizon to beach ... and sloped back again.

Her hair forked in the gusty wind, legs straddling in sharp-creased slacks.

The rafters of the sky were a striped storm, the sun's rays twirling down like spotlights.

The land separated out into barges, manned by some she had loved ... others hated. Their horse-drawn faces were mooning.

Tilting to and fro, she aimed to dive into the space between ... where her heart had been lost.