STRINGS LEADING THE DANCE


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DANCING IN KNOTTED STRINGS

Once we knew how to tie all the knots

in the book that made us scouts

Once we knew how to buy all the pots

needed to mark our clattering routs

 

We knew it all and then forgot

and then untied from finger to heart

We knew we would not need to trot

marked by knotted strings to part

 

We knew we wanted a new dance

not needing any winding strings

We knew we thought we could prance

not needing all the knotted re-pings

 

We knew we thought we knew

We knew we thought we knew

We thought we knew dance new

We thought we knew you new

We thought we knew me new

We thought we knew string new

We thought we knew knot new

 

We thought we knew until we knew not

We thought we knew thought not

We thought we knew no string knot

We thought we knew no dance knot

Then, and then, and then, we knew:

 

No strings to lead the dance

Then, and then, and then, we knew:

No knots to chord our prance.

 

THOUGHT FOR THIS FRIDAY OF OUR CONNECTED LIVES:

DO NOT CUT YOUR LIFELINES!  YOU WILL ENTER

THE DANCE OF LIFE  DISCONNECTED FROM YOURSELF!

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REWIND BARBED WIRE WITH BALING STRING


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BARBED WIRE REWOUND REBOUND SURROUND

 

Rusting needles tangling desired strings

fencing about us insisted in clings

Twisting winded spangles dropped in time

scraping about  fingers grabbed sublime

 

Climbing limbs slung in tight haste

coiling about us persisted in chaste

Windings about present hearts in blood

tangling lost soles mixed in healing mud

 

Crawling otherside finger toed stringing

bindings to haul back bales of wringing

Straws in feeding time loose sprinkles

covering scratched reachings in wrinkles

 

Reaches back to unwind untangled unwired

enfleshed with wired un-wounds unmired

Speckles of heart tied to fingertips

stilling in windings entangled soul slips

 

 

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