what we'll be do / ralph la charity


the whole of what we do here won’t be done again
...makes you wonder why we remember what we do

I walked off with things in hand I couldn’t drop
I knew I’d bring it back but maybe not

the whole of crossing over’s
the whole of what we do here

stutter-trills & hop-slides fare thee well
the echo’s cadence till namore remains the same

staying put’s not what we’ll be do
no, tis not what we’ll achieve

the urge to stop still waits upon the rise
caught our breath in teardrops where they ran

these shadows stride askance & dip askew
the crossing bears namore the tilting shade

reverberate head bones these tones we do
each line of every song escapes in vain

all rhythms hold all breath & hearts the same

the whole of what we’re doing’s
all the whole of crossing over

tis the patch of light briefly where we stood
tis the is of this that winks away

1 comment:

Flanigan said...

oh, I heard some night music happening upon this one, a xylophone vibe outside Frank's Wildest Year! a nice reminder before embarking upon a supposed new beginning....