I see fields undulate
lithe bodies graze this swell
coaxed from forty winks
we will lie like midas
scintilla turned itself to gold
the suns pyrosis invigorates,
pray silence please
as muscles become terse
I see this like negatives of film
in shifting collages of coloured glass
they drift like particles of vitreous
every consequence
the fragile consistency
blown out and distended
sun burns its inverse
the fever of accomplishment
time nags so desperate
hastily hem each pattern line
I see this like negatives of film
in shifting collages of coloured glass
they drift like particles of vitreous
unable to focus on a single frame
always drifts away
I send out barbed impulses
nerves to catch each remnant piece
each tell tale bond absorbed in
hope we come cohesive

INVIA LE CORREZIONI