Unstuck

Nothing sticks, not words, nor gestures

Mind even, love doesn’t, play wouldn’t.

Dies the day, nights fade off, a child so goes-

Never does being stay…..

 Doesn’t stick a thing, sea mayn’t, rain never

Pipes vacuum spew, Field pulsate,

Rock changes to soil, Men seed-turn,

And the sky never lasts!

Not something stick, mud evolves to cake,

Slough seize granite, frogs snatch birds, Dino

Mutate, ‘today’ is electrocuted,

And tomorrow never comes!

Nary has a thing stuck, not a granule

Nor the dribble on a lip after a peck

Not the infinitesimally minuscule

Nay, nor the imponderably large,

No, no, not anything sticks…….

What is? For, not a thing last,

Not even remains remain

It’s fickle to hold myself true,

I never am; can I ever be?

Can any be?

( One can’t be un-silly it seems!)

Can’t Know What

I can’t but love!

Yet what?  I don’t know that!

I can’t but grieve!

What at? Death? But I don’t know THAT!

I can’t but something- know!

You bet! But I don’t know what!

Louis IV

Type word.

Dot it.

Circumvent it.

Vanish.

abracadabra

Lush July, fickle me…

Birds in flight…

Sky, the selfsamesilken lava…..

What’s in me? Care of love?

Descartes

Poisoned by night,

I die at dawn.

Worry little, this is no return, only that, a hiatus is desultory and produces nonsense

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Cauldron cool

Slowly………..

Oh, how slowly some days end……!

Hushed with voices, muted with whispers

Slashed through with crimson lines….

Wanton with faulty ardors,pale deeds,

De-numbered out of diaries and schedules…..

And sweat stained with apathy

So self-destructed…….ruined…

Erased…..

Ah……………….so mercifully-

………erased.

Yet the brain doesn’t rust at night

Its vassals change into demons in dark.

(Gnashing teeth, foaming maw

Ghosting snares, chilling paw)

Yes, it’s dainty death in scaly grab!

Ah………

 Life does thaw and wither at night

Begin other days rank anew

Swift slithers, grins, accolades

Tidy pauses, myriad plans

Chance pleasures, incumbent delights

Grander vistas of limelight jaunts…………

Ah…. dreams are out- the cauldron cool.

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