here

where
A scaffold
A lattice
Membranes softly firming
Synapses dendrites neurons
Balms of the glands
Rivers of rouge alive
Magic really
Books are little help
But the bindings
And glue
Papers and string
Make a tolerable package
Or a satchel
Marching with one
Twirling in formation
Mussolini parts with a helicopter
Whirring and roaring arhythmics
Fly when you want
Land where you go
Take off your boots
Leave your hat on
Time tells
when
The bamboo’s worn
Circuits gone short
It’s been too long
It’s dark
quiet
Feel it
Until you don’t
Lattice goes brown
Scaffolds parachute
Gravity warps
Upside down
Underground
Overturned
Gone over
Gone
there
now