#1166 - uncadence

 

1166

12.iii.23

4.71

uncadence

for ghost writing

 

I want to be otherworldly

wide in the dream awake

and glow

with what no others know

 

cast in a spell of this

 

I wish one hoof next and so

a ladder till the sky

and take it down

old gods and all

and steal myself some fire

 

sling over and then

rub till joy

a dram

and here, smoke this

 

I like to lie a little in

and sun the shell outside

 

then breathing is a thus far thing

one does the this that so

 

less sense

more soul

to wish

 

remember – shake out

send blood around

 

brick wall, rock bottom

 

how can I not be perfecting?

I love a lukewarm swim

 

trail off whiffward, mumbling

all the air grown over

 

dreamt that the rain had fallen

when we were barely there

on a roll