NivKay
Autodidact
- Joined
- Jun 22, 2024
- Posts
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I'm sorry if I am flooding...but while I've been away, I've been writing, scribbling, scratching...I'd like to be a lot more controlled, a lot more discerning...but for now, the voices are incessant...
Small Reasons
Outside, Sound flaps in winged grace,
Far from City’s monologue. Somewhere,
Nameless Hand bounces Ball against concrete,
Drumming into Earth like a call to arms –
Piano trills from some other room, what smells,
What dreams colour its architecture? Magpie screams
Heat and hurt, and Crow, so dark its purple,
Laments. What do they see that I will not?
Nearby Wind-chime sings an intermittent
Aria, it will dissolve, like so many
truths do, into the impossible,
Invisible cartography of sense.
Such questions, such things are reasons, I know now,
Small reasons to live on one more day, Iki no mei –
Her smile, Scent of burnt pasta,
The incessant Why of children,
Onion that flavours and stings your eyes,
Daddy-long-legs in secret vigilance, the lonely
Walk in the Night’s mute streets, and I in it,
Last man on earth.
Small Reasons
Outside, Sound flaps in winged grace,
Far from City’s monologue. Somewhere,
Nameless Hand bounces Ball against concrete,
Drumming into Earth like a call to arms –
Piano trills from some other room, what smells,
What dreams colour its architecture? Magpie screams
Heat and hurt, and Crow, so dark its purple,
Laments. What do they see that I will not?
Nearby Wind-chime sings an intermittent
Aria, it will dissolve, like so many
truths do, into the impossible,
Invisible cartography of sense.
Such questions, such things are reasons, I know now,
Small reasons to live on one more day, Iki no mei –
Her smile, Scent of burnt pasta,
The incessant Why of children,
Onion that flavours and stings your eyes,
Daddy-long-legs in secret vigilance, the lonely
Walk in the Night’s mute streets, and I in it,
Last man on earth.
