The Grabber of Love
I am an example of how it can be
Examples fall out like Mikado
or I Ching sticks
across graphene-thin atom veils
The patterns that form
are depicted and redeployed,
visible from indefinite positions in space;
frequencies singing in waiting rooms & escalators;
through vast forests and on Sunday outings
Now the day stands humming
outside the garage
and the ground tends to maintenance everywhere;
on land and on the seabed
The sky houses birds that dance & scream
The seas are gigantic halls with weightless beings
that sing and soak in bubble baths
People were a bad idea,
but can be made to observe,
and search Merck Manuals
Tanumshede & Nok Kundi
are examples of place names,
of which there are many
The day after vaccination liberates me
of ski tracks and gradual chills
As I rise
to go massage liniment
on sore muscles
down my right hip and glutes,
I don't remember exactly where the pain sat
when I lay in bed
I glance in the mirror;
look wild & old and somewhat caught...,
without glasses an apparition like the popular notion
of a stone age man; a hunter & gatherer;
otherwise the timeless victim of evolution
and the dance of the elements in galactic veils of dust,
but Anna's hand from inside the cover at bedtime
is the grabber of love
from a relatively undeserved benevolence
Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin
Read 80 times
Written on 2023-12-13 at 14:25
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
Sameen |
Griffonner |