bright lights, big sound

from by peter j hochstedler



i've been down to the end of all the lines,
between the scattered signs
and i've been scattered

dark the tree that trembles out beneath me
in a round a perfect wreath.
i've been trembled.

rake me in
reck my writ rod
my camisole god i've been writing

i've been beat in a subway seat
my subway feet just crumble

bright lights, big sound, and i'm gone.

i've been crossed
i'm a man with a gun aimed at no one
i've been no one

and i've seen a great thing--it was writ in ink
and you miss it if you blink
or if you stare too long

bright lights, big sound, and i'm gone

call my name, i'll remember it then
in the caw of a wren
or in the claw of a crow

sign the time
it's unbearably dark
and the rooster and lark have been warring all morning

and make me down a merry-go-round
with this planet you've found
and i will sing as it's turning

and rake me in,
the scatter i've been,
the smattered and spun spool of threadbare churning

i'll see great things rise up on jackdaw wings
with the rage of a king
and a kingdom burning

please make me down a pallet on your floor
how could i want nothing more?
just to keep your door--

in the bright lights.
big sound, and i'm gone


from sketches around a city, released September 4, 2011




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