Kit Kelen #1449 - a treasure map of my head inside

1449

a treasure map of my head inside

the secret was drunk, in a song

image bent to guess

quite a crowd here

all speechless at once

and tricky too

column of figures

the concept come

goes all the length

let go the trail

and here again

it’s all poem now

this wishing to make

piece a string

cut three times

and measure once

bubble on the level

X marks the spot

someone once signed

bones crossed

a dog digs

hey! me!

home here alone

with the keys and a hunch

to tinkle

old bits of tin

planks too good to burn

and big stuff

what to do?

bucketed till kick

a daisy up

all goal-in-one

drug everything

to this pit and dig

somewhere the road

rattled past

and I lost it

past dizzy

and coping again

pity some other self

can’t you?

to be in the music

and gone