Just a second
I tried to get
away
there
no one knows
when we leave
our now
as if

could I
not talk
to your
puppet
mine is
out of sorts
so it's me
spinning
the dials

I want a
haberdashery
to appear
to keep mine
well dressed
while i try
to change
everything
routinely

and that
easily
I am
away
writing
would be
clever shims
to keep
the spacing

I have
a video
of a filmstrip
of some
pictures
taken
out of focus
and it's clear
right

I'm not
armed
or adequately
checked
for being
a nuisance
and so remain
hopeful
of getting
back to you
now

I have questions
about poetry
and whether
it causes
loneliness
or not

Every line wavers
shadow shuttering
the shade envelope
on off on off on off
something signaled
and forgotten and
pumped out heaps
of it and grounding
and searing magma
tunneling undersea
crusting into more
or less cooly nothing
still faintly hoping

All these words
piling up
thoughts
upon thoughts
behind them
and then
nerves
rattling
in their
cases
shaken
not stirred
within muscle
contracting
inside me
pretending
against myself
that I'm better

You know it's
just a wave
and still
you are
caught up
feet up
moving
as if
you were
nothing
afloat
in something
joyously
terrifying

you take our stories
into your endlessness
promising forever
at least in syndication
no new episodes
since ... died

canary a review
of you and you
are un-updated
pages left torn out
and pasted in a
sophisticated sewer

running past
calling out
look at me
and in your sight
i congeal
out of nothing

or into nothing
as i cannot tell
just happy at
having substance
on the hoof
galloping me on

Let's carefully examine
this knee ****

You weren't ready
you explain

and so your knee
creasingly leant

and then it went
bent didn't ent

I'm so proud
of that rent