even though I am falling out
of a mind full of purloined kites
diagonals slicing adrenalin
above the chimney
with a crooked wind vane
a giant size Dorothy clasping Toto
lightning rod finger to the sky
where the wetlands drop parades
the ocean a shovel filling in
this azure refraction
did they say the second pull?
fumbling through the tear away ends
a hieroglyphic for a life
you ought to know better than dangle
a helicopter thrash that stirrups guide
that’s a rush of language
string on a tooth hang glider
they fluttered in such revelry
no lamp to come home to
reaching for coincidence
in all honesty
wings?
I held on for as long as I could
you don’t need it written down
my feet slide a signature
those camouflage eyes of alphabet
no go
ReplyDeletethe unexamined
we lead
the hieroglyphic life
One of your best I think. One of my faves I know. Cheers.
ReplyDeletethree, four, flap at the door ... lovely James
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