Tuesday, January 28, 2014
28 january
from the floor the ceiling is farther than the sky and the music sets up right to turn through rather than on or off: listen or don't and i will go about my own scene - drift on your own stream and i will swim anyway there are currents and also trends but in the deep end handstands are less demanding than in those shallow pools though who can see you sticking toes through the air yes the care apparent the stare is wearing thin and the boats don't float close enough for rescue - you guess true enough: there's a bluff to be called by a willing listener and a lunch to be tossed like so many salad ballads (why for the beckoning? easy enough on reckoning even as the fridge refrates, takes the cake and eats it too) wild like glue in the sticky steps adept at licking lips and forgettting to swallow whole flocks like a tooling box that has no nails even as the sails don't catch the wind won't bet and the curtain's won't call - i will fall even as you turn - away as the night comes up the dark burns - line breaks marked as the yards get hashed - bag goes in as the junk gets trashed - but also there will be introductions - also conjunctions replaced like and for but - no one likes chocolate which everyone does - gut is the reaction is the skillset that i have - even as the phone rings there's a smile to be logged - clogged like a couch where the rest of the plans went - when i leave i will still water the plants --- water the plans instead and grow them -- why wait on anyone anyone why wonder on the rightround record no deal why pause for applause why pock those lips why peck those chips why chocolate that festival why salad those days why come when called i am busy with real so real and anyway what's the question
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