Kit Kelen #526 - art of never beginning

526

art of never beginning

I have a certain time in mind

all alas

having elapsed

most of my art is never beginning

it's all about already being and here

I love that it's uneven

and curls up

like the cat at the tap

wants running water

worst of my art is being away

and giving over

and lying in wait

it's all pounce and pet and preen

electric skin, eyes glaring

I have a certain sky in mind

and I'm all blue above

most of my art is to let the thing go

come hither, be taunted

pleasure on with it, angel

I like to get down for a wrestle with the thing

believing's all credulity

so I write last word first

and lick at the paint

just for a taste

to see what's lost

I'm always being made up like this

just where the lines diverge

mind as with the music falls

heart's a sea surge too

but most of the art is keeping going

is turning as worlds do

voices always come in a round

that's the forever of them

for ninthly and tenthly

and brisking about

how strings are always yet to live

a next breath's all there is to believe

nothing sweeter than that thing

and tread the measure

wax and fire

turning world's the thing to do

there must be a word for that

I was windswept once

still managed to stand

all of my pens run out

head runs on

its well ahead

I won't catch up

most of my art's this trailing after

like a hobby spouse

to a picnic of sunshine

gathering favourite terms

I have the choices shown

like dream in a vision shown

most of my art is the bucket upending

so many centuries of shit

I won't be the one to see the gold

but still I know it's there

the thing I've believed was as flimsy as this

how precious the pictures now lost

we were greedy to capture

to have hold of

things ours if the image is

you and me

the made thing

the found

just to be that moment meant

not even a name

but I was here

I carved the thing in

pure blue air

and now we're all as gone