DEPART

Chasten dragons and
Dragoon chance
Immobilise phantoms with a hug

Like beauty’s lies in the beholder’s eyes
Premembered clippings of notion pictures
Clinging to the never mind
Little red barrette

We wonder
How the memory of now
Will turn out.

when night falls like a feather in a vacuum tube
covert carrier crows embark on missions,
collecting clues that stick together
like birds of borrowed plumes,
the secretions of agents.
filling ravenous caverns