third dip and swallowbyannaswirls©
he dances with words
as if they were life long partners
anticipating moves with a quick
surprise thrown in.
he writes them
while they write him
someone invented the inventor
pull out the subconscious like day old cud
bring it up, chew it out,
this brain spit dissolves like mind saliva
crackin' down perception
we split them like a stick.
If I could cut you a straw
it would be one with a perfectly hollow stem without a crack.
monocot dried and perfect for the blow
of crushed raspberries that spray our names
across cave walls.
You tell me
is the knowing
is the writing
and I wanted to say hello,
I noticed your famous steps.