inches before dusk
in amongst
the glisten
faded dukes and
disconcerted pillars
entangle
one another’s
fingerprints
a robot bee
attends to the
foxglove bells
a warbler
enthralled by
glassy winged flyers
a stoke of roots
ink from the
graceful cripple
i tend your
shimmer that
sudden trembles
and tries to remark
tries to but the tide
of the mouth is well -
gleamed, a cathedral
even, swells with,
sighed with
an ache arcs
lightning thru’
the back
as if butterfly’s
have shuddered
thorough minded
cobalt
crimson
sudden-eyed-out-vermillion
in amongst
the glisten,
of spider cotton floors
and the moths
that assemble
there desiccated
the swoon of
bent worlds
below
so distant now
their grapple
vague
and
barely
able
that view roams silence
that seagull
soared window
an ease of
slow drifts grey
the solitary i -
find in watching
the breeze fingered
grasses
held there like
fly appalled
webs, breathable,
some kind of
lung shimmer
that tree points
from the wind hurried
cliffs, balancing birds
imperfect limbo hang
you can imagine
waves in mermaid
song, i drift there
often
thru the swirls of
ever folding wet
blues, drownable
and sublime
mostly i
laze there in
narratives of
water
staring past the
sill, staring past
rusty land, below
isn’t quite adult
it has severe paces
of drowning as if
everyone is filled
with rain
he’ll not know
oh the trip of rain
first sunbeam audiences
then shimmers grey
worse still, thumbprints
of water wields this
sadness further
of all the days a crew
cut feels the knives
feels audible frost
a cold car squats and
gargling, wants to
be full of footsteps
wants to be away with
the filthy traffic, some-
ones eyes refuse another
a bent dog colour of shrapnel
by a dustbin lid an offal kind
of mirror
the day is saying it is unlit
and won’t be responding
deep in the armchair of sulking
many are masks and droned
in their striding, dreary has
come to visit
gloom about its oversized coat
gargoyles in so many cheerless
faces
i ran from the rain’s
frantic aim quite dewdrop
glistened shoulders
but root down warm
a newspaper chased
by an invisible lung
a gust of fingers
dances its pages
a coffee dash into
butter decor and
people lipped -
gateau addicts
stood in front of
cream volumes, sin
and raucous cherry
pastry trousers
a fellow of melted
winter, of perfect
blond whispers, a
smile inspires voltage
as if to say undo my eyes
and peer what’s inside,
it’s quite a fall, a delightful
panic in my testicles
the gaze i borrowed
“of look away” became
magnetic and refused
every other direction
of all the smiles, i sang
mine most sweetly i rang
its offer of anatomical
invitation, he departed
a departure of unlikely