Kit Kelen #718 - sometimes too bright the eye of heaven shines

718

sometimes too bright the eye of heaven shines

fold into it

like an ache

itch through

solar on the roof now

and when you're in one

the oven runs for free

what but a breeze

encouraged between doors

how we are winter yearning

open the encyclopedia at the iceberg pages

outside every leaf says fuel

a dragonfly flew through

wings of fire and gone

one of those days

the sticks turn snake

and gather to drink

where we do

nor am I flimsy with the wishing

but here comes Christmas

baking in the beard

and we admit life's larger than

but give us our moment

this daily shine

and dust

cicada's summer in the sunny south

worldwide tinnitus!

then water is measured in tank rings and tubs

thinking's all apocalyptic

you bucket it out like a miser

it's half the night as well

blackout advised now we're under bombardment

we are the sun inside

light even a kindle

it's little wings to flame we call

gather me some complexion dimmer

squeeze it over me for a shower

everything's out of tune in this heat

I want to get on with the day out of words

and the next line calls me back