#329 - enough rope and hang

 

26.xi.20

329

enough rope and hang

 

meditation on the eachness of lives

for godbother

 

come from all directions

shine

 

more than grammatical

insect up and

shone beside

 

the great togethering

jaws and all

tooth, swat, spray

a guessing sky

 

let’s tentacle and touch

 

just take the everness of far

 

mended, task bent

(soul and after me an ever)

 

poem is wander

 

who’ll be dinner now?

 

mood shift

wall of the day

 

green in through all windows

 

will it matter who they were?

how they went?

 

take voyage in the words as given

or

life as a chore and one day done

 

there’s enough rope and hang alright

look at this way

 

an undervanish, say sea

 

air between the pages

inkling along

 

threw my life at the idea

 

frequently leave out the doing

 

sparse whiskered

long of fang

make vignette

tableau

polish

 

how we were

in what conceived

madness and whether

they call it love

 

sparse sparkle

 

the eachness!

all shone beside

and in real time

 

after –

no you

no remember

no won’t

just thing

 

memory

who has how much?

and mattering

a where when why

 

the here-ness nowish

 

dint of

tug on this little thread

and unravel

 

come lovely

all telling

 

heard in your head

a twinkle

and then

all gone