(new work on the old version… (ii) movement about ready [changes made after last eventful reading] … finding ways or means to somehow fit it in) more movements to follow.)

(ii)

this blanket thrown to cover
from pole to pole, and dark but thin
thrown over in one movement
snap and flap the tug of the motion
floating gentle down upon us

I speculate this night we share
as crows talking in their sleep
make us shudder out of whack
this gentle coat so caressing, not enough
to blind us

or the weight of your goods in my hand
squeezing to the heart of it, putting my mind there
where my sex should be
where life’s abundance sings its song
enough to incinerate any self-doubt

lying there becomes reason just enough
the frying of your silly limitations
cutting your teeth on pastoral scenes
and deep enough to keep walking into
being sucked into an idea of the next sunrise

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