I have …..
……
incredible premonitions
intense visions that increase in levels of accuracy I’m accurately
prescient/
predicting from the precinct/
fore-thought is fore-telling
before spelling the future days
I’m a future days—…..death
count this breath
it’s.. pre-cious…..
… like sand grains/ ocean sea that —-spreads/
we make beds to make messes on/
blest is gone/
he’s on—-his travel/ his —family —-floats/
lifeboats/ life rafts/ skin grafts/
surgeries…………………………………….chest cavity cracked —open…
like…. egg shells…….I hopin my egg tells
like vague spells….my leg swells….
with the swells the tide/the moon
the man in the mirror
is clearer visually/ visibly
removed
damn I’m in tune with this grand pian-o
but no I can’t blow but flow I can
a growin man/ clearly disappearing
but then again he never did begin to exist
he’s gone on his…..way
he’s gone today/
never to return / never to be burned again…..
his birth wasn’t worth the pain his mom endured
he’s ensured so when he goes you’ll know he’s so…
gone
up on another plane/ he’s another brain/
but his heart heaps with heart beats
as they pound he’s been found
underground but he’s back above
sound barriers……
Philip Dane 