A Moment 2
I suppose it's the passage of time
and the way it folds fore and aft or
takes an unexpected turn
the boat was an inflatable full of air
it broke its plywood back on a wave
this seems to be a moment
to go forward or back when
the scales of time
hah
are tipping towards the future
I examined the weight of evidence
became distracted forgetting
this is a summer of love and hate
when anger turns on a misplaced word
whinging about the housework
and getting fat
surfing waves of feeling
keeping away from dry land
riding the route of cycle
Assumed Position
temporarily
across the data
to a level
framing a doorway
and a set of assumptions
positions land
reclamation
language as
speech defects
from house to house
a room to breathe
making a series of connections
I missed the last train home
waving from the front door
gales of laughter
as a passing life as a
misconnection
between the thought and the
emotion
in those terms
as the sequence from
location to
articulation
through the luxury of
time passing
or a distance of
perspective
the sequence
became clear from
place to place
in isolation
the daily doorframe
added each day it
wasn't always
like that
one word
after another
words written over
or never even said
except in the head
and what can you do
except accept
the dissolution
to grains of sand
except position
yourself
in every camp
there is no problem
reversing
inconstancy is a virtue
the vibration
of distant life forms
no
where no
way left
and left again