#114 - the slow world

23.4.20

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the slow world

slower and slower

the zombie torpor

they say

‘like watching a train wreck’

and everyone asking

where will it stop?

tunnel or gully?

will we have a seat when

remember the little world

dodgems all bumping?

and horns

and tails

?

now

tea in the pot

and food you grow

everyone wonders

there’s time for it now

it’s home delivered

they’ll pay you to take the oil away

the slow pot boils

the frog of the legend

but in the real world

metaphors mix

they’re delicious

we crawl from the wreck

the slow world is an open book

who won’t have some time with the sky?

remember fire, dust

smoke, ash, distance

see how far ahead of ourselves

now the world is wide again

thank you sunshine

thanks rain

now it’s river drift with us

here where the image finds me

up in the air

and under-delving

my kingdom for an apocalypse

see who’s on the leaf

who’s mulch

see where on the wing

money haunts the slow world

just as was foretold

fabulous numbers!

is the goose cooked yet?

and who will crack the golden egg?

this is a one-off

everyone’s saying

in bed with a bottle

first day through the cracks

it’s curtains

and start up again

thanks more than applause

whose will it be

this slower world?

we make the music here