Kerri Shying R # 60 Don't Make a Whole Production of It.

Don’t Make a Whole Production of It.

1.

I don’t love the underworld the

underworld

loves me

 honey-dipped

owned head to toe in dirty

broken schemes – in webs in moments

owed and paid

death birth more of anything

everything - we like each other

just regardless

of the cost the underworld

right behind you

swivels on all planes through any angle

closer than a kiss

breathes me out like

smoky air

in rings 

each one larger

than the last

2.

Spring comes dumb

down beneath the pines

near the beachfront

the resin rising

sticky to the sun

no more dropping needles

in the sand – come the tourists

come the carnies – back again

all the tales

who got possum-stomped and where

fast money made-told sewing

up some spangles glossing up

a donkey’s hooves

bootpolish for the carpark chalkers

calvalcaders snugly drunk

3.

Fresh leaping of the grub

to worm to soil to

sometimes things

that fly.

 n.b thanks to my cousin Paul Roff for his use of the phrase possum-stomped in our life.