Through Time (Tillnow)

Though time (tillnow)

Mysterious

Configurations

Of stars

Fell

In my lap

Like mysterious

Bones

Dry

Old

Bones

Only

My corpse

Reborn

As a figure

Drawing

Of a flower

With hips

And breasts

And lips

And the flesh

Of a trees’

Bark

I miss somehow

The bones

They used to hold me up

Now I am held

Up by starlight

And by the sky

And by

My own

Fingers…

I love the earth

And my ears

And my face

And my tinker toys

These cars and

Bridges

And computers

Are extensions

Of my limbs

Like the trees that

Live in the forest

I grow out of the asphalt

And bleed oil

Read the writing in the

Sky

And the bleary planes

And palms

And hands

And jackets

And cell phones

Drifters

And dodgers

And dark

Dwellers…