Watered, correspondence –
Tiled beak covering –
Catching remainders of the sizzle
Between socket and plug.
Place the hollow bottle over the flame,
Hear it,
You might charge for this.
One hand in front of the other
– wall to wall –
for the compilation deck:
collected, internal RSJs.
The twig snap still better than
Everything in the Radio Times this week,
less lethal, too.
Whirled forward by knowing
I exist to other people as one or more paintings.
Uncredited and this is scary.
I walk for hours to shuffle them
Into the deck of the walls.
