Become Shamen V
for David Greenslade
Upending the thunder
and letting it roll again
cherished by the clouds
the rain cwching his toes.
A child of the hedgerows
bent chwith
walking through the nursery
seeds cascading from broken pockets
I can wear the nimbus
and the curlaw
as easy as the sun
this raiment is familiar
There are more pockets
in these clothes
than stitches
Rolls his blanket out
upon the ground
sits barefoot
strides rolled up
sets his moustache alight.
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