Strange
Surgeon
Lays out
Outside-in pump, 37
Uncased
Wide variability -
Murmur to thunder
By the patient's pillow
Love is
Extraction
Operation-room humour
4:54
Just a dream
There's no tumour
But the morning static
Feels like
Failed Sheherezade's
First midnight
In the slaughterhouse
Of dismembered lives
That my emotion,
A frenzied
Rattling
Of the cage
Could rip apart.
Tuesday, 30 May 2017
Friday, 26 May 2017
Throwaway
Late spring
Thrust
I bite my lip
Cough up my mind
Anonymous,
Warden of sanity
Incorp. soul
Greets
Strangers
In the open garden
Keeps the shutters
Closed
Talks Japanese maple
Dreams
Of biting
Into the bittersweet fruit
Of the ancient tree
That stands
Up on the fort
One climb
One fall
Risk
Such alluring
Throwaway freedom
When life is
Stop/start
Mechanical deer
Oblivious
That the city park
Is a wall.
Wednesday, 24 May 2017
Following
I fall
Into step
Beside him
Rhythmic ease
Is his heart in sync with his beat?
I'd be content
Following
Following train tracks,
Watching butterflies
But
This is no country
For trespassers,
Where he goes
I can't follow
I don't know
His species
So I'll call him 'friend'
Hey!
Friend!
What is it like
To move
With the languid grace
Of a cat
Who assumes
Time is just
A sheep
Grazing on a hill?
He's working out a route
Conversant in the economics
Of a swimmer's
Choice between
Streamline
And breath
Late evening
Traffic will sing him home
I head
Into
A different spring
And don't look back
To check
Which master
My dog-like heart
Will be following
Will be following
Anatomy
Spring reaches into me
With mnemonic tendrils
That seek
Never bloom
Milky reflection
The self-absorbed face
Of the pound
shrinks
expands
Spring reaches
into me
With cold,
double-jointed fingers
She knows
My anatomy.
Knows that beyond
The ribcage
She might still grab
My heart
As it hangs
An upside-down robin
Obstinate child
She'll hide
In the emptying well
Until time
Has lost
It's withered crown
Of bluebells
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