Kerri Shying R # 9 - Tell the Decades

Tell the Decades

let the stacks motionless prevail   to take to dust

 the stains of latter days    rain fallen gap-roofed

flies dead   stacked five high    always

 another piece always another   high   sky high

lie to me lie to me baby lie to me say it is

 good it is true  too true to be real  to be sane to be real   hot water

that we got into   takes the skin right off    I used to see

 the old women   take one ripe tomato from the garden

dunk it with the wire mesh   throw the ball back

 skinless    we would strain the seeds out

when it cooled and make passata 

  talk to me about refined

when the water cools

  someday