Tuesday, 3 March 2020

#63 - fear of abstraction

3.3.20
63
fear of abstraction
first salvo or notes towards

what cannot be put into words
outlives all that can

conceive eternity an eye
there isn’t another for it
still, see out see in

sun or underleaf
between me and day
or lines
the flimsy hour of yoga

in almost gone light
close to lost
own dark tangled

for all the journey worlds are

step out of the truth a moment and sing

that was why fell far from the tree

as if a theft had for respect
nation – army, flag and arms
coin sung to wear away
here am
and otherwise no deal

there are no pictures of the place but
a ladder falls away with steps
that was why

clouds of hope past thinking in these
signal is shifting
attune

itch where bit
yes these are instructions
(re-visitings)
and try to get away with it

the one who comes to the window
beaks it, always beginning
wordlessly as

glass darkens through

symphonic for a laugh lament
must we unadorn?

guilt for what I’ve done I the dream

fur for protection
no one can land
keep the blood inside
running, flag it
atone

you will have noticed
the moment is always gone
(effect of saying so)

so every one is several
every several had to be

words are where we went

an art is not to say

far away they knew me
a long long time ago 











No hinternet
No telling bone
No wonder where I've gone

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