“Vortex Eyes” on BBB poetry and the North Africa Tour

Vortex Eyes By Jedidiah Jackson ^Part of the North Africa Tour *Read in Berlin ….A self self reinforcing convergenceForces joining forcesand reinforce their whirling by whirling the easiest wayAn agreementFlocks turning togetherFier spiraling upwardWater forming Eddie’s planets, looping breath, synchronizing in crowds drum, pulling bodies into shared timeShared timeShared timeBy the way, are we all in shared time? and what do we share time with? like a gentle mountain brain surrounding phase in the rush of the river, the sun sitting behind the trash fires and the big whooping primordial, structured birds flying through the distant hill top trash fire smoke, the locals holding hands taking selfies three woman in cloaks alohaing shinning bright silk black “same same” of the cloaks on their bodies a blend out disappearing act reappearing as the shoes an accent the socks around the ankle a white skin lizard deep throating the shin it’s the rim of a high hat shine the smiles of three girlfriends taking selfies the ((say it clear said a pose holding the cloak tight the relation is made dramatic by the burka covering bodie so the accents of shoes and face and where the fabric is held tight become deeper rhythm like sub base of a triangle that brought Euclid to his fame pyramid power is balance and focus the selfie pose brought Dark side of moon right here where we are all with the sun set in front of the town fountain the women taking selfies hot canthey make a burka?pretty hotRhythm is fucking time bodies rhythm curves accentuate by fabric pull tighter eyeliner terminal point the eye can be a black hole contact there is no going back from the edge of a whirlpool at midnight silk as smooth as the part of the leg that the silk slit is opening tennis shoes with white socks in front of the other foot heels up hip to the side shoulders back cheeks pink satellite dishes hello social information , bright smile, photton white, emitterMono color claw on paw glistening pause the silk tighter she could make a burger melt cheese sesame seed open open with tugs and releases the way women make sweaters and ski gear sexyCatch and releaseA floating caveLips on a cobra snake, the hoof of a camelAll the way up a legIs right now when squattingOpening the hipsa vortex is coherence made visible.