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a proper catch up with myself
for a field guide to Australian
clouds
guests have all gone
so exorcise a little
an arduous machinery
and the pipes
some friendly fulmination
afoot
cursive
as if windfall
out of my system
go to water
take stock
buy and hold
come on like a lightbulb
and in otherworldly powers
measure my own length
end of days
attend a revelation
peace and mercy, justice
how on earth?
and not at all
calligraphate of all skies
every scribble character
forming
soapbox let’s say
or on the ranting deck
piano midst
by my own hand
in my words
my oath
and among such heavenly bodies
just taking down what’s there
fool to not know the gods sing
through
I make it all up myself
atomize this me
take the hoary rod for a spin
old sock
and sausage spent
penny for your chestnut
so many last words shed
light a skin
and lamp left burning there
to the barricades!
to my dark breach again!
a clearing shower
stretch and feel better
you’ll see
On the ranting deck! Yes! and don't we all have ( at least) one of those...
ReplyDeleteactually I've only had one for a few weeks... but I'm getting th hang of it I think
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