Magical Solution

for my friend H.W. who planted the seed of this in my skull

looking for a poem without explanation
one that says in a word or two what’s up

but which summons a convoluted graphic
of curved mind curled up

waiting for a short one that gnaws bone
tough and mean as the revelation
you are with the multitude alone

it would key to the instant written,
tell a sad story or sublime of the meat I gnaw
as I sip this magical solution
—that sticks in my craw
as I guzzle time

Jim Culleny
8/9/16

—that sticks in my craw
as I guzzle time

8/29/16
drawing, 2