Unsettled or indefinite. Much is the same: an agitprop of interest. Cognition
becomes a complex oiled mechanism. Craft works for airwaves; in the scarred
neuropathways - drawn deep by repetition.
Faltering loves timidity. So letās be sure. Stand on that bow. Spit the salt
water and spume. He was taken by the hand. Cargo the blue horizons. Seagull
hearts squeal from the transmitter.
Or progressive seeks toleration. Take the clear water from a sliver cup.
Drench. Moon dust rises from the ladder. Tiny fragments of gold drift through
the sea of Tranquillity. Flags need wire and flint.
Only one small step. An idea or inclination - something more spirit lead.
Intangible. Magnificent. Words such as: untested, inexperienced, unproven,
new, novel, dream or simple idea.
subject aligns assumption contorts at neglect tips a hat at remorse fragments
alight on the eventide orange glow and haze green shadows attention to detail
counter elements of disparagement
only creep up on the moon so carefully that you can hear the grass whistle
listen up for mystification nuance catch a frogās croak unthinkable
documented evidence and neon recollections
eye can dance and loop leap at trees and cows cycle along breathing deep
memory smell ammonia bull dung the gorse light all is almost there somehow
time fumes at regret always...
Somehow I'm more interested in the interest. Function better than
product. Process not compulsion. Razzle dazzle or perception. Let me explain.
Thereās more green light than control. Our headlong is too real. Our
station way beyond measure. And the farms and river what of them. Oh they can
meander in and out and roll on. But where is the rest. Can I return to
fluctuation - to somewhere we donāt understand. There is a landscape that we
must get our boots on. Get our pot hole bings and lodgings. Drip dry the bri
nylon shirt on the moors and heather. Lose sight of everything - on a
horizon. Even words.
Expectation relies on little. Meaning lends itself to silence. An exploding
car goes up in smoke. The doors fall of. Where did you get those boots. The
holy ghost has a heart attack.
Remember the first night of the war. Water was forced from a flower. Time
denotes torture and lubrication. Confusion is never towards freedom.
Get me a clear eye. Fish look through the cold at the same old attitudes. I
see a worm. They look for a hook. No one will see this. Pendulums wriggle in
Sequences and ideas swirl on a gown. Imagine a horse. Spiders fix in the
frame- they spin a picture of hypocrisy. Is it becoming clear now. Yes
A thing in a box. Something you can wash with a hose. Wing mirrors
parcelforce. Stuff or things. Avariciousness of wood, plastic. metal, object,
desires. Or inclination, expectation, controls
Assumption or corruption. Intelligent contingents Digestion of contorts.
Happiness a little off . See it.
Plastic pegs. CD cases. Paper. And food in bags. Mechanical objects.
Material. Mobile phones. Electrical. Soft. D.I.Y.
And necessity pokes at yearning.
Accumulation comfort dolls . Give me a promise of freedom. Along the river
bank. A cool mist smells the air. Crack a reed or two. Exhail.
© James McLaughlin 2009