post 29 october

justwrite 29 october

we are taking our tests and the best of times rhyme with cabbage the ravaged smiles tiled by tired carpenters accidentally having switched jobs having robbed each kettle caller calling all hollers down in the dell the haystack fast asleep keeping pace with the phases of the moon the unique haste we replace with our lunches our hunches coming true again and again and standing without and withstanding in and the applesauce television goes down easy taking our vitamins we sink and swim and pretend our notes are not too remote to change the channel to handle the fennel as it freshly leaves as the greengrown grieves the passing of the summer the humming of the numbers upward and down into bare single digits with frigid fingers lingering on the spine aligned with memorized concerns earning resentment and lacking the sleep spent with worrying but this is only fictional this is scarcely sensible we are bowling over our own plans and scanning our tired hands across the checkout we’ve lucked out with ducks and we’ve fleeced the geese for all they’re worth rehearsing the church service and setting for tea the free and the brave and the land and the hands clapping the sound of one tree falling in the breeze with no lumberjack around to sigh no apples to make into pie and where have all the fruits done gone


justwrite 28 october

our explosions are eggs in the making baked in their own time and with extracts of rhymes we find our names in the supermarket no need to park it for the long term just a slow burn on the beach within reach of a watermelon swelling with refreshment the best recompense for a waiting heart the early start and late sleep with swimming deep in between we are earning our keepers’ keep our teachers street the lanes with frames with references we can’t quite make I am watching a movie in split screen the said and the understood and in between where the black line define edges in the comic book version I am learning not to carry those corners on my shoulders the mourners and their older siblings bringing bigger dimensions the retention not quite what I’d like but the concepts are finding their places tripping me by the laces not really tried but you couldn’t say I haven’t tried I’ve bought boots in cahoots with the local mystery of black leathery treasure I am safe from the cold I am growing older into the leafy sidewalks the gutters overflow with leaves and my orange sleeves intend no revolution loosening from the coat cuffs on the morning bus the screaming has no meaning it’s a child running wild with the dogs and the logs sleep like bumps with the mumps not that anybody has those not that anybody wears clothes that many days in a row after all which is a different place all together and the weather is like cabbage in a cloudy sort of way and the layers seem to stay in tune in this moon but it’s hard to uncover if that’s true in any other direction

justwrite 27 october

when I finish up I will cup my hands and expand what I spill and I will drink up some other supper the luckiest drips sipped between dry lips eclipsing the taste and wasting no space between teeth to reach deep for words I have heard it told to be absurd I have served up double lines the digits fine and wined like happily dined grapes escaping from the handholding line the lifegiving vine but also restraining while carefully retraining toward the sun and coming undone from juice loose into the air the wrinkling stares back toward the nearby queries where we are going next and what’s the best text to read in preparation no deviation from those norms no taking by storm in this war of normalcy the presidential idioms the trim clouds shrouding the louder edges we are hedging our best lawns and calling on all comers to sink ships in the kitchen sink for there are no two captains no shops the wiser each miserly step into cold cement means the less the more the born again strands of philosophy our watermelon pretendings and our apricot ears our smiles and our citrus we are growing from and into green and all the colors in between