shut up tight now

[the mingo]

- roots
the web of roots
the jellybean theory of combustion
the first roads came about naturally to a need
desire is a snakehouse desire is a big tree
the way the sky can speak thanksgiving
sometimes the subject is too much for me
so i stop for a moment & play with my eyebrows
& notice the dog is dreaming his paws twitching running in his sleep
in a kind of archeological way that i almost remember is not at all like sailing but more of a something out of Last of the Mohicans when Hawkeye has to take out a loan to pay his bills
in the days before the Declaration & Constitution which come to think of it all happened damn quick
ink weren't hardly dry on the paper when Molly Pitcher exclaimed
"Jazz is now a foregone conclusion"
even then machines were expanding
same as flint tipped spears & cave art galleries in their day
such a funny thing words & poolhalls
people used to talk about things like parlors too
exposure & display are different things
when i went to school there were no pythons in the everglades
no dreams of such a thing either
the hand can touch many things it cannot hold
thinking about the same sex over & over again & always we want to know how fast something will go
it's autumn all the windows are shut up tight now

[68degrees]

"...the way the sky can speak thanksgiving..." This is one great line.

There an entire Liberal Arts education in this poem, complete with History, Literature, and Philosophy. Glad I read it. Thanks for posting it.

68degrees

[creativesoul]

Exposure and display
Nice mingo!

[WIREMAN]

this ones my surrealistic pillow for the night....immensely enjoyed

[the mingo]

Thx 68 degrees, Jana, & Wireman - I had a good time with this & I'm glad others did too -

[Arcadia]

you really open it...! bravo, mingo!!!!!

[SadLuckDame]

smiles

[the mingo]

Thx ladies -