Kit Kelen #802 - aubade

802

aubade

as for the firstness

I think it had a stale shoes smell

or it might have been earth

rain so far it fell as sweat

you'll recognize the ache as day

it's lit to edge

and sometimes stands in stockinged feet

as if another age

spell cast

could otherwise be yet

it lasts till we dissolve in it

keep the fast and the firstness lasts

roll like a ball along

all before the music

but one bird sings to find

and so a chorus comes

some trumpet for a date, a time

come like planets through this

do you think we'll fit into the day?

no rooster ever told so far

keep under a skin, still kissed

then the leaves come all alight

so see how far we are

the firstness was a garden

and sprinkled dust of stars

it lasts till we dissolve in it

has to have been dreamt after