stage show yellow

 

 
cicadas play back-to-back sets
eventually
emptying their entire bodies of music
and when nothing but the shells remain
the wind comes to tickle them

I walk a town sweltering
beneath yellow gels
like a stage show set in Mexico
with dogs sticking to their water bowls
and policemen in the ice-creamery

and no-one can move without
sweating
no-one wants to talk at all really
and so we pass like liquid robots
all looking for a new sound:

the hush of ice
whispers in the shade
or the splash of a long river
bending back
into a blue miracle.

 

 

from VI – due Feb 1st, 2017

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