justwrite 28 june

if there was an invitation the designation the address may have been misspelled but it’s just as well it’s dark outside there’s a ticket to ride but if you care too much you fuss your face into sleeping wakefully there’s a mistake fully grown and ready to show about there’s a stake and a tent and a bent shape making the rounds into squares we fare well we cannot say goodbye we try our cursive letters and we make the better out of the worst we’ve rehearsed our responses but there again they are stuck in our throats with hardly remote chances at dancing recklessly on the walls falling into the sky upward falling out of sense and I thought I’d mention a declaration and it’s maybe independence it’s some other kind of mendance that does not love a wall that is not a good neighbor I am savoring every other kind of step having leapt off of the calendar and into calamity there are other kinds of plans but in this land I am the tallest the falling pocketpicker and I am not looking for compliments I am not looking for continual support there are colors in the map in the lamp and when my fingers find the wrong letters first I assume they are right I’ve rehearsed frightfully long hours to strengthen the power to keep going to row a rowing boat gently denting only the keys the paper the page sage ideas cast aside and letters and sounds sloshing inside as the sinking overtakes the thinking and sometimes in reverse let is find the shore let us swim no more for this roundabout daisychain set of scenes the metaphor’s the meanest the between screens lightshow as the shadows dance as another chance to be good turns itself into a goon into a children’s song for camp into a comforter made out of marigolds and turnips and when the trump card turns out to be missing there’s a whistling sound as the tea comes down to size and we realize that the window isn’t closed and there’s a different day exposed out there fairly brimming with other choices rejoicing would be too strong a word but it’d be absurd to replace it with something tamer a noisy game for all to play and a pent-up room with no need to stay