justwrite 12 june

thinking about discipline is too hard thinking about planning lazily strays into the sun’s angle pigeons trying to fly through windows and other accidental stories there are glorious fruits gleaming in cahoots with heat it’s too hot to eat anything that’s not delicious and refreshing catching each ray and splaying it into manycolored interest the gems of the sidewalk market targeting each and every eye the passersby the parade swaying off track to counteract fatigue and other needs we are ready to become unprepared we are clearing the calendar we are making space we are erasing demanding plans and handing over the remainder to a savory flavor a sweet retreat there are no feet moving fast except underwater there are no shins that don’t want into the action the sunlight attraction and also blight too bright for contemplation the saving graces and also tables full of ice and lemon and colorwet juices we are producing images and willing into existence the first sense of what we’d like to see who we’d like to be in this unexpected season the heavy elegance of light delight the days with no breeze and the trees exploding into multiple canvasses and canopies spreading like bees into the sideways flowerbed sky

eye those tigers thrill those fights bite off all those chewtoys and enjoy the dreamboats as they float along the strong-armed conductors trucking along just keep on striking the songcharts right to the top up to the soccer fields and yielding all the wrong eyelids flashing and crashing dashing down to the rollaround unicorn bicycle racetrack heading back to the beginning I’m singing a new song but I haven’t got the words down I’m frowning occasionally but lazily interested in the other side the wide angles the lenses pretending to take it all in but swimming on the thin side of the ocean there is too much devotion to bake into that cake no mistakes and no risks the bliss of arithmetic without the hard edges we are bending the hedges into shape and making our great escape across a different bridge than the one we crossed before and more to the point we are bending different joints we didn’t know we had we grab for the railing so afraid of failing that we cannot pass