#731 - country thefted to me

 

2.i.22

731

3.2

country thefted to me

 

all about

clockwells

wheels that make the road

 

I, too, was stolen

from a book with brazen doors

with skies of a window

 

we, all on foot forever

how we went

hither, yon

by crevice, by crack

tiddily tum

 

sometimes just an ear out

leaving weather

an eye for

 

just watch

and that’s where you’re going

 

I was lost property

had such

come in the costume

of all can see

 

I, too, was stolen

set on the river in reeds

one in a million – that’s how parents are

 

it was the sea once wrestled me

as if that were my deep down

all stolen as the day

 

yes, they took my time

and, one among the many

lame, of the tricks to pass on

 

came on a boat, we all did

swam between these trees too

by axe, how else?

 

so was the country thefted

I, too – day for a king

it’s all the world had this sayso done

like the birthday candles

 

entered the paradise phase

and acres thereof

communing with the wherever-I-am

 

I, too, set adrift to be ocean

so stole away, stowed

never knowing the Am of Who

very private in parts

coy as shy as hither

it was how and will be yet

 

enough to know myself

so seek celebrity

 

nor followed the orders as if  

the tune, mere streets

 

logic of a dream persisting in the day

place where all live forever –

you’ve been there, haven’t you?