Illustration for the poem "Echo" by Robert Lutz

Each summer you were bound for the zenith
Each time I asked you, my rosy cheeks
made a mockery of the Marlboro man

Pain is an army of clouds
concealing northern blue saturation

If I turn on the light, I see you
dreaming out loud

How are we supposed to fill the sky together
if I drown every time you bat your eyes?

Somebody once wrote on a wall:
“I am not an easel”
Apply your rainbow paint and I shall
retreat into pure scarlet

Who will hazard a glance
once the evening dulls
the sparkle of the canvas fibers?

How I wish you would take me
along for the ride

Let me take you

My radiant zeppelin
You are glowing in the sky
breaking the color spectrum

Sense is my lifeline
with shivering hands
I grasp for it in vain

Will you show me the way?

I want to remain in your light
but my desire casts a shadow
onto the foothills of Mount Soul

It’s quite a hike getting up there
I can feel the winds up high down below
as I follow the breadcrumbs
strewn along the sole road

Birds smear the azure up above
their flight makes me dizzy

Who will take my hand
so that I can stave off
yet another fall?

Forgive me, my thoughts are sticky
but please don’t wipe them down
they’re the goo holding me together


Organ Recital, Part 3: Reflection

Illustration for Part 3: Reflection of the poem "Organ Recital" by Robert Lutz

All sundials are round
Round things render the world void of sound

Sound is silent when I recall those memories
Memorial houses, sights immemorial

All is metaphorical

Those ice cream cones never kept
Those vanilla scoops properly enshrined

Shrines for the gods
Gold shines in the light

The sundial first draws the circle, then the arc

Those Days Too I Dream

Those Days Too I Dream

Those days too I dream
My thoughts bear witness
To the joys of my heart
Blast me through time

Those days too I dream
My joys grow far larger
My sorrows wane softly
Breach the wall of time

Those days too I dream
The stunted growth of past
Love emerges as a flower
Bend the watch, it’s time

Those days too I dream
Steel and stone steal me
Away from the dance
Birth the star within me

Those days too I dream
Terror is a wisp of cold
Air is filled with mildew
Eat the worm that eats me

Those days too I dream
Melting in a pool of color
Shooting stars beget a son
Whisper loudly, wake me up

Those days too I dream
Ear lobes sagging to the floor
Brushing against my spine
Time, give me what’s mine