Kit Kelen #568 - nightlines

568

nightlines

get the grimness gone

we're of the instant

here, lying down

drawn out

taking our dark like a pill

then the things you say inside are true

pause

what you tell yourself is news

draw the flowers

and you must smell them

you only have to do it in your head

time is a hammer in the early hours

the telling tap

or there's the heartbeat of the house

we're ghosts

now it's the animals rule

only they can talk

there's all the light fallen to us

there's all the dark we hold

you can't read

scratch

a way back in

trussed in time time all sorts

and colour patched and spat

am I drifting down?

am I to upfurl?

committing to ephemera

now that I am here

dissolve

a bird sings into morning

but at first you can't be sure

forget the thing you meant to mean

must check the grey for that

alarm clock

ever bent on revenge

for all of those bashings before

it's always

what's for breakfast then

a call

as of the wild

a clock seen from above

would show all down the drain

remember you're the most dangerous animal

that should cheer you up