S.B.T. 229

the dancer 2

over fate not spent 

labor and loot, lumber

not desiring a previous days modesty
the dancer leaps 

in peace of morning measures

the mask of time intrudes
toward future replacements.

minus startle stun or soothe

en pointe through thunder

heart stamp, stone, of solace 

and birdcalls 
waving young rope

the body cage has no walls

alive dimension to disappear

and fall into the rough linen

turtle bootstrap deserter

strain the ear to attend

listen

suspense 

to make man from music