Kit Kelen #58.1 - Tribute to Hilik Mirankar

for Hilik Mirankar
(whittling away the hours)


fishing in the timber
and sometimes pull up
old ladders and boots
heads all sorts and sizes


swing and brush and wire
there is no bottom to the sea
but gumboots, pizzas
all well down
forests of feeling
fish frozen to the bone
the fernscape
and a nightcap with it


street is all awash
it's matchsticks towering
for a sky


all sorts of things have
long since sunk
will Hilik fish them out?


grinding back of a bike
to sharpen
all the city's knives


best of all though
works yet to carve
and ones that got away