Oldenburg @ Wagonburg 11/25/17 #poetry


Behind every man is a man
But not every man is behind each man
Behind every man is a man talking
About himself
To a man who is not listening

They make a lot of wind
Burn a lot of wood
Buy a lot of beer
They eat the meat right from the bone
And then they write the story

I keep wanting to compare the trees to hair
On the big brain planet
Keep wanting to compare
Things to other things
Things I think I know better.
A better way to understand
The things that I know less about.
Is it natural?
Does a deer see the tree in a building?

The blue lake is not really blue.
It is a kind of blue
The kind that fills a trumpet
The blue of missing new friends
For the first time.
The blue inside the fire
That cannot live far from
The source
But leaves a mark
That never leaves the air
Becomes new the new air

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