Keep Counting

Headlong into the fire again, stumbling into town

in a crow gown and the wrong hat,

surfing on mirrors, magnets, wires and quantum apparat

Alarums sing out,

sincere and stern and I

dutifully turn to the glass to watch the Shard shine

with the grin of a ticking crocodile and it

sticks in my throat

Today I decline

to subject myself

to dumb design –

Instead I make my home

in the bowels of a lopsided metronome

in the lobes and wingbeat of barn owls

in the spin of an unwinding chromosome

where the water’s sweet

and the air is foul

I drag a sullen beat

out of ten sore thumbs

and blistered feet

drums tipping

accents a-flutter

candle-lit loops spitting

silver strings into the gutter

Will the groove stick?

if not, throw it harder –

One for the zodiac

two for the zone

three for the sinews

four for the bone

Or

let the sorcerer-king

cut it in thirds and

throw it up again

Six for the swing

eight for the island

nine for the compound

twelve for remembering

Advertisements

One thought on “Keep Counting

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s