#78 - how does a thing begin?

18.3.20

78

how does a thing begin?

well it’s been building up inside of me

for I don’t know how long

             – the Beach Boys

in entrails for a confirmation

we have evolved, or will, to it  

one could say all anticipation

rarely up for sun’s rise

consists of

wake in the damps of it

then you know

sweat it out

feed, starve

contagion

consider how the ball bounces

notice other parts are alright

all the cheerful reasons sing

it is bounded at a point however

spectacle, pariah, both

when you recognize phases

know it’s begun

consider the symptoms

they look you over

take temperature and pulse

can’t measure what was always there

wait for a pattern

perhaps there’s none

was business as usual before

(hindsight wonders)

has phases, almost moods

and in its own right

often off the chest or cuff

consider a disarray

it must be made of

for a contrast

puns and rhymes with a family resemblance

the kind that all miscegenate

notice the weather as well

will winter be ready for us?

all come from that place, how else?

lucky lucky bastards breathing

the garden inwardly and sigh

already on the next page

stars fell where it began

I have seen those

tail twitch fellows

come midst

bearing the sunbright

strokes of fresh day

as all unknowing

this chatter in which

cannot even tell

their own names