Find me some beam. Its structure and function.
The cause and effect of a tongue in motion.
The time of a hummingbird and other such names.
A cause I can feel in machinery that tames.
Such tongue in cheek that swivels best
from the seat of wisdom to the vest.
Any sensibility spread out in cheese.
A thinker thinking God is no more than a sneeze
Give it time. It’ll be gone like a cold in the breeze.
Anything essential down as cough drop.
If it comes up again swallow harder.
Better to moan than to flop
Or blame it all on the weather.
Then get up and rise like the very first day
Blabber about and say hey!
Hey to that thing that flies about!
Hey to that thing that begs me go out.
Hey to what meets me in midair.
Hey to the cramps that buckle me along.
Hey to the grip of an inside song.
Hey to the shapes that come and go.
Hey to the flashes when I know I know.
Don’t tell me I’m nuts.
You’re the tree. I’m the branches.
I follow the ruts
You take the chances.
Never expecting what you laid out for me.
A floating carpet of misery.
But I’ll show you. I ‘ll invent an escalator.
What’s that? A bomb? Go no further!
Sorry sorry and sorry no more.
I’m yours and you know it.
Show me the door!