#663 - here are the birds of a further tune

 

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here are the birds of a further tune

an Octoberation

 

a leaf feast

of elsewhere so unknown

no one tells how

 

or whose tree

each is a little beseech

and hop to it

 

I have dreamt wings where

till hammer pluck

trill glissando

 

they took me from the dream

days like a pile of to-do do do

so ‘something to me’

 

and rudely too

else how here often say

keep constant till answered

 

the dust of October

tells summer to shed

where I, by inkwhim, come

 

self-crafting

dance for the fears

and up! on stilts

 

unsense the ways

make random wander

fold and bend

 

here comes the stink bug

always with friends

bring me my vacuum cleaner

 

be bellows

worship

with such luck

 

and so

to Earth

all spin