Graze Monotony (2007)

Caught Between a Twinge in the Wrist AND THE WHOLE UNIVERSE

the call of the pen is a mighty roar through time and toil
through boons' embraces and close-run races
but ultimately, in the dark
behind a tissue, coughing a gut upwards
it can be a shrill beast. teeth bare resemblance to a grim shrew,
biding time amongst the hedges of doubt and the pews of self-reluctance.
you can open a beer on its nib if you strain, but to train
YOUR pen
to do YOUR bidding
is a sharpness issue. no more hacking a spleen to
hack at a rolling stone no more, no more.
a sidewards glance, at a blue gale, Rabbie’s Call
is all the rage to get on a page.
take your leaf, pillars of salt and put the world to right
to write the world, to put salt on pillars, to take leave.
sempre fi atramentum.  sempre fi.