Kit Kelen #598 - so as to be

598

so as to be

that’s me in the book

where the plots run parallel

so nothing quite collides

get the molars

into something molecular

safe here

among the other mites

I have to be the keeper

cause why?

because I’m here

I’ve come here to be forgotten

live my life in the pages closed

ache to turn of course

where you’re stuck

and all despite the danger

you know there will be a fight to the finish

someone is smote

it’s steamy in there

inside the book, a library –

intrigue

and there’s something misplaced

you can still see it on the shelf

just where it was left

that’s the mind’s eye, you know

though light shines in all over the work

we’ve scurried darkly to have corners

or else where’s to hide?

I think you can see what we’re about

and what do I have to do today?

surely there’s something in the book to fix ?

is it prologue or frontispiece?

I’m not the one you think

but reaches into his bag of tricks

now I could distract you with rabbits

if only I could find that hat

cat’s got the tongue

mice up the clock

get me that carving knife, quick

a footnote is the enemy

appendices are death

there’s no interpretation allowed

save characters reflect

you have to see all by yourself

that’s when you get your wings

each poem is its world complete

no higher truth to rule

the dog-eared

it’s boys’ own

girls’ own

anything mixed

you don’t know how

you’d turn out

who

someone licks at a poisoned finger

someone is lapping it up

here and there

where the book

resolves into a picture

clear as day

clear as a bell

trompe l’oeill

incognito

in camouflage

that’ll be me

peering out