Morocco Dance Through Pirates Poem by Alex Roth

Morocco dance through pirates and golden suicide
Drink the cup the golden dream painted lead
Baroque water salted with greed and alchemy

Her thigh is a transparent revolution trembling
Bayonets and rivers drenched in lucid flags
Know the prayer of messiah hands vivid

(come unto me o desperate ones) the angel of light
smiles a supernova poets cry to describe
shocks of panic on crowded buses
and shopping malls infested with sleep
-ing souls chewing dead skin
cells splitting the universe
prisons of steel laughter
-thought burning the void
bending black space worm
-holes swallowing paradise
with the sweet kiss of truth…

(shaking by the dark fire, the shaman rattles dreams)

loose, a snake roams the
hot sun stares
the earth red…