Illuminated

  Catch a false idol in the heat.    Rome wasn’t sacked in a day. This one is a king fissure.           Smoke iridesces under light like golden phenolphthalein          in a beaker of black water. I saw a white squirrel once                     bisecting a back alley. Or it might just be kingfisher.    It stings to rerun old tracks solo. The devil wears you out.     Idea: We taste hot blood in mouths at weddings. Hear a drunken doctor say, I want you to have at least a six out of ten buzz on                       all night. A road side sign here advertises           Drowning Prevention Week;                   another, the location of a real life car crash tragedy.          Fifteen second snips of coffee shop employees dipped in honey flit by.          The poolside sign says Shallow Water No Dividing.        Idea: We should all have fluffy tails, the better to distinguish us             from the common rat. Or it might just be No Diving.          Hell is a fancy dinner party. You’re forever waving            at the statue sitting next to me.