Kit Kelen #135 - stim

135

stim

lick

scribble

twitch with a guitar

geology's of ilk

and when life comes

it's off on its own curlicue

spasm of leaf

or wing

or beak

blink it's night

and REM is stim

here's light that was

flicker of shadow

and swallow

a wind switch

in a painted wilderness

lit, dim, this rhythm

on, off – it's binary

eternal return

planets do it

never knowing

they have no calendar

on board

bar one

all the words you volunteer

the thousands and these 26 characters

endlessly resolve

to ə (schwa) –

still centre

of the mouth