a bell whose rope is already pulled
ringing in my ears all day long.
my body is its dog
sticking close, loyal as hell,
stars are soul
that couldn't be contained
kissing the dark with intention.
one day my body
past all nursing past all curing
will open like an underground silo
will expand in an instant BOOM
wow, hi, i'm not
an ant, i'm
a piece o' god on fire across the sky--
icarus eat your heart out.
for Word Garden Word List--Gerard Manley Hopkins
Music: Shay Torrent Flying Fiddles