outside you know ? & i look around but theres nothing is there ? just me / you & a bundle jag of bereaved thoughts a black pack horse of orphan obsessions ~ but looking again mashed mind billowed & blown i see the orchestrated grain in the hip hop timbers & i see the tick tock flux of the seasonal percussion in this roofless storeroom of all the lost & found ~ & feather balls fall . . . but land ! landings old hat they flew ! accelerator metabolisms pecking up a two-step breakfast buffet round me / us the separated monsters . . . ~ separated monsters with shoes off once a year attempting membership with moribund muscle memory & the bleached shadow of an ancient ancient ancient forgotten expired loyalty card
on the ocean world in the isolated kingdom of sea cameras catch whales warring in the deep blue forever soft zeppelins strange appointment in the wet universe says man is tiny
a whale drowns a calf big as a lorry hundreds of miles from mans small land