#10 - close bone

10^th of January, 2020

10

close bone

like here we are and how

everything burns down

and blows away

a drowning

but for the grace of

things too close to see  

stretch a fact out thin

scratch

and remember?

the first lie

that’s a long way back

no one can be sure

things too far away

are long ago

in those days

all pants were on fire

skirts and knickers too

things never drawn to our attention

like where we are

and the day is coming

over our heads

and underhanded

no one can remember

take the stage

a lie too close to live

here’s Christ for a passion

we call on the skin

things past the tipping point

beyond a joke

here, smoke this

someone said

and fallen by the wayside

there are things too small to see

there are things too big

over and done

out of sight

so out of mind

I have to say a house is not a tree

however once it was

things drawing our attention to them

though we cannot see

the crash was caused by coincidence

just ran into each other

out of the smoke

and you come to the mirror

bird thud tells window

must chase out

little one

let me in

let you

better believe in something big

and here’s a dog – Fidelity

abstractions gone in fear

found your world on a lie

better make it a big one

you better believe me

the lie that makes you

fair

as in

good

just

white

and you advance from there

the day is coming

another word for adding up

atom deep

hole too far black

but fast

things too small to see

like ourselves

so many frills

you won’t get to the tune

say ‘meaning’

and I can’t quite touch

things too deep to feel

when you believe one big fat lie

why not take the whole pack?

stand up for something

or all fall down

past the Pale

close bones

and truths all now

told out