Sunday, January 22, 2017

Rainmbo

Tel    Avivre

message
                  secret

hair and nails still grow

out on a limbo

in a circle since birth,

brains, billions,

scorecard
billboard
wallet

stuck in past tense
anachronistasis

the sound of "who said that?"

concertina echo bounces
off steel wall

coming to
coming into
                  focus
only took
               a lifetime

there's something to be said
for having nothing to say

Let me
throw another log on the fire
here, at this dot of infinite space,
and, isn't that enough coincidence
to make you wonder?

*    *    *

I had assurances

recoil

faint, hazy,

broken record 
contract
devise
consequences
unintentionally....

of course, 
I had taken certain liberties.


















     

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