#1725 - true that

 

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true that

for Rob Edmonds and the Flying Islands Workshop

from the notes I made while we were talking

 

where we are

and you won’t get away

 

it’s the each thing trap

 

draws all

and by the short and curlies

 

to the spirit of the variable now

 

might say matter-of-fact

as if all matter mattered

 

some will say it’s in the skin

some burrow under a heaven of choice

 

it wells up

and we wallow, knowing

the truth, I mean – what else is to be meant?

 

it’s deeply felt

or must, can’t be

might be the distraction

 

truth’s lizard still

and glitters

 

it’s Christmas comes to show

 

who and how knows what?

 

imagine dying on this hill

 

it is layered over another

like temples to exhume, re-bury

 

how funny what they believed back then

 

we have our own sky tomb as well

 

it’s cliché all along

where  we have been these years

 

and larger with it writ

 

you couldn’t make this up

 

it’s all my own work too