Kit Kelen #1428 - certain tricks of the skin

1428

certain tricks of the skin

seeing is such

under your hat

bone knowing

call it

track is a map

in the all four paws

laughter in hedges

like sea-lapped stone

and scree slide

footsure come to

stand, survey

hear hum for a hillside

you and I so sure

to be the smoke rising

creek run away

down down to the haunts

of women, men

just as much as moss

as lichen

it’s breath by breath

how else could we come?

all pumped from the clock

worn down to whiff

commit to certain style

skin tricks, leaf swivels

bursts of up make notes

come to an understanding

should have listened

when the body said

push to test

perspire

till the snow

and we all melt

cliffs lit

looking up

winter white smooth here

I must imagine not-a-soul

disappearing in this script

a frolic in the furs

days of the sun past

this cloud if we climb

topple off over into

home is a trick of the skin