Saturday, July 18, 2015

from CALLS

For there is anger in the human world
and hymn tunes don’t help
need a bolder potion,

ah, I have made a mousetrap for the moon,
now I am him but who cares,
a new slant on every story

but nobody cares,
that leaves me free
for alternate alchemies galore

next year I’ll catch the sun
and pin her to the door —
why not, it’s the house that speaks, not me