Must I live
under the volcano?
Muscular,
reserved, performed,
Even
perfected –
I gesture
to the world
And he to
me affords a laugh
As
to what's coming.
So I was
early, of good stock,
(Pronounced
early as ‘the one').
Sent bravely
into the cauldron
To
make sounds,
To talk of
heading west
Into
the eye of God.
I am before
the wind of a storm
but
also swept into its path.
B H Fraser |