#862 - make blank (notes in lieu of a method)

 

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make blank

 

the head heart

eyes ears let

 

from out the shames of know

fling wide

 

then let wonder fill

the sensate scone

it runs away

we bake from there

 

a slate to score such triumphs

as lie far from prediction

 

here’s music from mere sky

all ask – does day adjust to me?

 

the empty rescue vessel

 

say hay while

follow fuse

watch out

 

the head goes round

such obstacle

heart rises to occasion

 

is time in tune with

here I am?

the blank before

 

receive

be one

 

fit page to poem so  

 

with whatever comes to mind