Kit Kelen #954

954

as animal

as animal

did all sorts of things

you can't even imagine my

shall-we-call-them-habits

as animal I knew

let's say I was the whole adventure

and ache

there isn't a book of it

not even in pictures

as animal

some certain all-sorts of acts

my call

for argument, of the wild

heard over quite some distance

days gathered me to riot

imagine

full of tucker

grubby grovelling about

I was all out of the blue then

not even down from the trees

earlier, before flesh, fur

when I was merely swim

and caught a wave

set sea

clean of least suspicions

should anyone have opened a hand then

fall forward on my face

I simply would not have known

you see

I dragged myself on through the untold

into the mire and got together with

nobody said 'you animal you'

or nicely if they did

it wasn't really nakedness

it was I would call it luck

the chasing round the page

ah but then the whisper, sigh

and laughter you could not account

when I was wag-your-tail

who'd care?

I can't remember the arrangements

said all with the eyes

and sniffle

and wink

wink back

between us

not a word