Kit Kelen #832 - to be a seer

832

to be a seer

or

foretelling as far as here

sometimes before a cold comes

find you bite the inside of your mouth

this is the presage simple

myself, I often sneeze for sunshine

like an ache in the rain not yet

ants know

scan skin

for the moving thing

I can predict the order of meals

even of courses in one

sleepless sometimes

dreams will foretell morning

and often when a fly comes in

I should have closed a door

ah but you'll say the past is a doddle

in fact no one remembers at all

else why war for starters?

tell me a season, I'll tell you what's next

if the circuit's short

are we faster there?

I think you can see

where all this is going

come back to the tonic of the key

prime again with white

it's like this when you jump for joy

who could have told it would be?

sometimes I know what you're going to say

it's when you finish my sentence