#2158 - climb out

 

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climb out

poem for Paul

 

there’s light up top

a scone’s worth of bulb bright

 

and with which one may ask

 

how did this hole get around me here?

how so dark?

how far down does it go?

 

don’t look!

climb!

 

it’s hand over fist over

and you have to be the ladder

 

who else?

 

all the clinging vines depend

 

it’s a whole snail-load of home to heave up

but have you got better to do?

 

time is an ache upon us all

we have to put off time

have to put it away

there’s time

 

have you noticed how full of light the tune?

and even when the sun’s shot through

 

yes, there’s always a fascination down

the navel’s there and beyond that the toes

 

some high dive for gold in a bucket of shit

 

there’s that silver penny, the moon

shines up from the bottom of the well

just at a certain hour

 

here there’s some devil trill

 

a tinkle up – that’s you

 

just a pedal to sustain

 

it lifts all hearts like a tide

 

there are other ways than up

we will not speak of them