Kit Kelen #1072 - it is a toy box too

1072
it is a toy box too 
 

some days shedding
then a skin comes on

old tune as if bones were struck
taut to ring

live among the life here
like a tree stood up

and let the past fade into it
write only what is there

expanse of it as light cast
early hammers

some days shedding
then a skin comes on

first tear the truth from its sleepy hutch
just an arrow says we're here

old bones
as if the dance were struck

I hear the saws – it's morning
the music's being built

incompetent heart of
the here-we-are home

I pick up to play
the day is all sky up

as from together mind-swamp
the new tune comes to me

an arrow says
a tree points up

lightning earths
all chords to come

write what's here and there and neither
all this while the breath is in me