Inspired by Kurt Vile’s “Blackberry Song”:
Roll to stumble, make to awaken –
this the pattern, beat of dawn.
Babe crawls ‘fore walking,
man yawns ‘fore talking:
daily life is a simple dance.
Bread becomes toast,
butter a liquid spread (return
to mother’s milk, flecked oily).
Flick of a switch heats water,
creates music also. Magic
that current; vivifying electricity.
Scrub to clothe, adorn with extras –
this the habit, pattern of sheep.
Woman puts on her face
as man shaves off his:
self smoothed to perfection not of self.
Feet start walking as
mouths set to talking, never ceasing
whether ear available or no,
given extra listener of machine.
Incredible, easeful, life today:
souls separate but attached by intangible waves.
[Copyright N R Nolan © 2015]