Come willingly

When the past was dreaming
I got up walking
Sedimentary dreaming
When the walks were warming
Bicycle caps and hubs of tears
Of car crash dreaming
The radiators shot
And t-shirts sweat and glow
Not for want of lacking
Just under grounds of dismissal
Where the car chases lie
And the damsels tie their distress
Where the sheep herd cattle
Under the onion ring sun
Cheap as a sun lit dollar
But bigger than a dime
When the removals came
All boarded up
Before the cowlicks arrived
All cud and grass and no arrival
When the washboards teared
When nothing was done
Under the sun
And the flesh pots ate
What nobody knew
Just before the dawn of time
When my living room woke up
All legs, feet, and torso
When my feet arrived
And started talking
Head arrival unknown
Except the clock in my mind
The dresser in my drawer
The silence within
The confusion to follow
And the will to take it all in.

Denis Streeter 4/5/12