25.i.21
391
2.25
certain events
selves said and gone
but certain events
are themselves a forever
parrot bright
mandarin tricks
kiss it could have been
or the ugly attack
take tablets from the mountain
little Rubicon Damascus
burn the bush
scroll up your eyes
in rain for the earthward journey
likewise the heaven lift
fire had to be a moment gone
day of the bombing
and fled who could
ants hollowed a log for lip and lung
no one ever sees the border
no one’s alive to cross
the city walls fall, the looting begins
man on the cross always up there
stone with the roll
come cradle again
lay like an egg
and I was the swimmer
race you up to the incoming tide
out hard boiled
day we came into our own shells
drink this or sniff, smoke
choke it down
day of the snake come in
love of a life or meant
someone’s head rolls into a basket
first flicker off on the screen
funny pages!
some moments
are spent in the passion
steps of the song
or an angry shout
memories in skin to touch
snow to the tip of the tongue
other lives passionlessly
certain forevers are instantly over
gone as told
first flower
and wings
when we took to them
first tilt
call a draft
hard covers
kind of a watch over, cry
likewise birth is being given
we each conceived
how else read these words
and the beaker of hemlock
lost pride
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