#1666 - interactive

1666

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24.vii.24

interactive

sleep to dream

 

the weatherman droops to slur

                    yawn stifled

                   is stalling

                is falling asleep

 

I try a stiff breeze

say cicada loud

tell tornado

I must remind the dew

 

we’re gone

 

birds are walking on the roof already

it’s that time

 

as if it were all the same old weather

when records are being set, broken

 

great spiders tell

 

a chocolate whizz with drowsing

wool over

pants down

drizzle

 

the map is bent

 

now it’s the money

for sport, the wings off flies

 

main bulletin is porn

 

and now we cross to a hospice

to watch the people die

 

it’s real time

you saw it here

 

odd socks on the flagpole show

 

we the people

 

and otherworld it

gather sticks

 

some inflammation

then a branch comes down

 

feel in the dark for a fire

this is the way we dream up a day

 

they’re asking for a poem now

calling it

I’m saying ‘that’s a wrap’

I’m saying ‘here it is’