17 february

earthquakes and i realign
simple as the equation goes - a chalkboard and it shakes: becomes an etch-a-sketch
catching all the revelations at once
dunce caps never clear in the mirror
steering in my own direction
pausing to make too many connections
this is where we this is how -- see
and believe / retrieve / conceive of
shove back from the shore and explore again
strand myself in a different pile of notecards
harder to imagine tragedy when there's no one else
self is the biggest and also other
bother and fuss? who needs
exceed the output and there's a curb
disturbing as the trend tends
i extend my hand my arm my blanket:
walk across and i will carry give invest
no tests to fail but still (can be done)
humming through the constellations
connecting other dots
spotting no alarms - clocks or bells spelling disaster
sit down while i smell through the roses
supposing belief were worthwhile
suppose matching worth catching, clues truly useful
full up and spilling over with possibility
dark horizon too pointless to point to
blue flash on the water's sky: exit without words