#134 - who's counting?

15.5,20

134

who’s counting?

and breathless up down sideways

outside in

empty the heart

and empty the head

do you see the wings now?

give welcome

they say a universal rule

as in any galaxy so minded

here are the words in which we’re all found

is there a reason we have to keep counting?

beats in a garden’s hidden hum

take dream stages

say villages of night

while you count some burn

others bloom

there is a this-ness cannot be divided

some generalise from there

skies

kind eyes peer down

and every number was somebody’s, stolen

sniff about among them

how many rafter rats?

let’s do the gorgon count

keep the bloodrush

till the rhythm

and here are shears to trim

set fair for breezes

this much wool, the sheep

count clouds

and count again

what won’t add up

how many throes to a fit?

strophes, stanzas, syllables

how many beats behind bars?

or canes to sugar it?

lose count

and if you owned it all, then what?

take out a loan for more

the bottom’s falling out

I have been working on the wholeness  

consider the years between

once upon, what was it then?

and how many brothers, sisters

creatures gone

down to us

?

it’s under and over

I make a windmill of myself

count seasons until gone

time is forever

and will outlast the humble stars

know this myself innumerable

the gods are very far