On a gobbet piece makes
Canary Wharf close down an
office,
O’ spurned beauty look there
was
insufficient time between each
strike
for each strike to have been
considered
carefully and for each
strike
to be considered
with relationship to the next
strike and its subsequent
achievements and hence
therefore
who says stop
and yet the sky and my child
heart touches a cycle
gripping to record
variations
in wind, stop and death
are within a bi-linear
are within a bi-linear
reference frame yes but
little pangs of downward strikes
are realistically not
there to be counted, of course
it appears to be below
head
height numb with fresh reason
and less curious
than before inertness taking
air
under a gang profile
what does it have to do with
me?
but the smell of coat
to break this impasse again
the rhythm of strike is
a
stirring countenance in my eyes
a beauty to be beheld!
