Monday, February 20, 2017

IMPROVISATION#314
BEING DISCREET

Watching hawks
on trees
by crevices
and caught by rocks
along the Cape
being discreet
listening inward
to the heart shape
of a Beat
whose vibrations
pass through a bar
of justice
scaling the ice fissure
to locate salmon
or squid
and spacing words
out to the world
of ego and id.





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