a Sunday morning still

If you get inspired…

make the bed

poems roll out

like a sea

of altostratus

some

where

south

of hokitika

a glacier

migrates

an inch at least

there are photos

to prove what

can’t be seen

these looking

remarkably

like time

when you get

to the end

of anything -

you stop

and think

that things

stay truly still at all

can only be

an illusion