Kit Kelen #1356 - under covers and spring

1356

under covers and spring

lie listening in it

by frond become

moist mulch

it is a roof in real time

where I lie for

as counting if

quite quilted yet

indoors of it

when all the world was dust

when every sky was blue

come to my tank, won’t you?

dark of day up about

I have forgotten where it falls

but went to sleep to, woke to it

and some to soak we hope

at a stretch all risen

radio struggling through

coming singing in between of

shows that we’re still here

it falls for me, for you

for a gift

hatted out

you tear through

scare the birds

in their glum wonder

when all the world was dust

when every sky was blue

and sometimes slows

to start again

all just so we’ll know

how

leaf to leaf

dripping

and down

it’s ours

and mud again