a lost tune

printed
single wrinkle
lone candle rides
the plastic train
the bell signals
jumping into a fog
a lightening gesture
hurt
all the following motions
arrive at the stop before
the unravelling
of even care
a busted plaster cast
of family nativity at lunch
found the single tear

tinder box

the bike thrown onto soft grass
spokes wound with twine
flash
a blurr of yellow wind
my guess is that
you two
are confused

driven on by goodwill turning
this mother has
a broken agenda
can it be a burden
my personality?
perhaps the wind changed direction

the foreman takes a dive
it's the ocean
not the sea
the current holds oil
and it takes twelve men
to get a beer
one holds a fist
close to his gun

resolve
refuge in duty
sang while speaking
tired
sleep comming on too fast
a moment to drift
again
resolve

yours is a keen dream

shaking their treeless branches
something is stopping
a far away siren
signals hi
there was never too many
characters
to find the accomplice
in every
today now
on my knees
making messages on seeds
she shoots

This time I'm blotted

afraid of moving out of the dream
believing my body weightless
my community of dancers waved
a memory
energy bolting into tired obligations
i could autopilot the whole day
but the sun rises
outside my front door.

there is nothing to say about my hard luck
except that my body forgets
i am more clumsy with packages
the movements gripping
breathing staccato
i eat between phone calls
return to a jewel
this morning sky.

Substances under cover

lycra technology

between routine fingers

uncounted

single chances

through opaque lenses

slipping

token chances

these devils are laughing

with them.

Thoughtless

Picking up pieces of flaky pastry,
reminding and worthy
no fear,
Forgeting to cling to the usual props,
I stand
impoverished,
enough to create riches
in an ordinary way.
rich pastry.
Picking up pieces of life
light places
the autumn leaves
fragile and brittle.

Timelining
A new practice
beginning
timelining
paying attention
to detail
making
gathering
inventing