Dust Xx Xxx Xx Improvisation 08 25 2013 Poem by Lee Mack

Improvisation xx xxx xx 08 25 2013




Dust:


Dust devils stir to settle
With momentum to mingle in
Thin pelts of scalp surfaces
So predictable names of hair
Color is said to turn dust
White with age –growth of
Arrogance hides with long
Buried fossils ossifying under
Suckling trope inside safe
Deposit boxes full of memories
And histories of discoveries of
New ironies waiting experimental
Proof served by theorists behind
The big small talk about larger
Than life ideas - silence widely
Spread pushes against the
Written word ages eternally
Dependent upon the burden of
Carry that awaits sons – endowed
With the will to head off toward
A million suns - Will institutions
Create and sustain trained and
Seasoned soldiers dressed as
Exotic nymphs and debauched
Olympians grasping rings of
Meaning of fields of play under
Lights of distant stars millions
Of miles away growing thinner as
Seen as though not far away?





Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. No permission granted.