Anything par excellence & from You tell me
by Mark Dow
[ poetry - february 11 ]
Anything par excellence
rises with necessary unfolding
then falters, wingless semblance
reaching through the substance of its flight
in irregular and repeated articulation.
from You tell me
what music runs its mouth
what music migrates
what music magnetically arrows
what music sucks the marrow
what music blubbers, neighs
what music says say it don't spray it
what music raises the wind-raised leaves
what music lathes
what music clarifies the sky
what music is sequential
what music encloses the set of all sets
what music opens the gate
what music drops a stitch
what music drapes the form
what music knocks at the door and turns
what music, impacted with yearning, yet yearns
what music subtracts
what music divides
what music repeats until opaque
what music varies until discerned
what music sublimates, shivers
what music invisibly doubles, delivers
what music where parallels meet
what music awaits you
music of what I've said so far
music of what I'll say soon
what music next
what music never
music of what I'll never say
blue snow glare falls
snow blue glare falls
snow glare blue falls
glare blue snow falls
what music falls
what music sputters and stalls
what music yawns and inhales
what music, billowed, sails
what music faints at the sound of
what music limps, lazes, lifts what's left aloft of
what music smudges sea where the air meets
what music trims where the mouthmelt tongueswell
what music cages and displays
what music backlights, silhouettes
what music lip-reads and transcribes
what music misses a beat
what music bleats
what music begs for forgiveness
what music forges a spindly signature
what music strokes the fur backwards
what music calls your name in a clearing
what music plumbs the choke
what music ripples wavelets in the bowels
what music massages the tempo
what music dozes
what music oozes
what music leapfrogs
what music saw it coming
what music comes
what music sags, extends, and swoops like powerlines across the countryside
what music digresses like tributaries to the homes, TVs, ACs
what music perches atop, along, aligned, wings about to
what music electrically whispered your ear
what music sizzles almost uncontained
what music never sleeps
what music each moment awakes
what music ricochets, narrows the angle
what music caroms and delicately drops
what music withdraws for its own protection
what music incubates, feeds, ingathers
what music emerges unscathed
what music told you so
