KUNG FU SOUL

float
on wires

I do

free spirit
angeling
hanging
below
the ceiling

skipping
across rooves

am a
great master of
many lives

from
ancient
times

beautiful spirit
harpy
of bad, worst dreams

badly dubbed
I speak
out
of synch

but my words
are memorable

let
the instruments play
string, woodwind

at the
moment of impact
the whole
of creation
resounds to
my

crouching turtle
hidden
salamander tune

Published by Damian Garside