i retrn to the coffee shop, prepared
to retrn to the craft of my 1st serious poem. i left it here waiting for me last wk ( you have to keep/ a hair / ahead / of the beat / or else / you’re just marking time )
how to do this, and craft, at once?
my label~serious–or in other words, what i mean by that: to craft & stay btwn the worlds, antenna U P, at once responsive to & creating s o u n d
–
she is a Queen, or
A beast, either way she sees me see at the behest of something greater than
Both of Us Time, i tell her, what you taught
is mutable, full of desire
for itself,
to be that, above it, & simultaneous of it~
flow
–
i respond, get it all down, it seems
but still don’t know
