y o u   h a v e   d e c i d e d   t o   r a i n

t h a t   i s   t h e   c u e

a l l   k i t e s   t a k e   b r e a k  t o d a y

w h i l e  s l u g s  p a r a d e

d e s p i t e

w h a t   s o m e o n e   t o l d   u s

a l l   i s   w e l l

bird flying up and up

 

soars on a heights fix

 

this bird that comes not down

 

eats not

easy exits are the gift
of those unseen
becoming green
inside
knees ripple
with the underlife
that black lips
suck

it’s coming
slow
and sharp
it’s heard
before it’s felt
as it arrives – forget
the space for one