open eyes, open circle
pen glides across paper in strokes
chew root of cherry tree
breathe air of elegant mountain
cowbell sings

I took my heart and coughed it up
I swallowed it again for you my love
It beats daily in rhythm to time
My dreaming fingers pick a shout in
Forest desert
The ink and crying donkey song give storm to village skys
In dreamland state of nervous sleep
In trance of 3:15 time zone
The moon tonight dipped below mountain
I ate my heart to hear ir sing
Night was treacle,sticking to
My mumouring stomach
I try now to lick thick night away
With licking cuts of dagger tongue
Night holds my childlike hand in an impossible grasp
I claw and push and shout and cry
but nights blanket stays
Even the moon tonight, waxing strong,
hides beyond mountain stone

Dark elegant diving trees guard
The meadow of nightly shocks
Circle fire open in centre meadow
Pushes dark into edged tree camp
Oily black sticking night
Will make me swallow my heart many times
But i live in wonder, in knowledge
A golden bright orb
Will push powerfully over
Mountain pine
And chase dark into another day