clinch westwood

it is left to me to unentangle all things

it is left up to me ….the down down down

i negotiate gravity

is it that obvious…..?

i travel in song

the silence before music begins

that is where my work is done

into that sudden space i project potentiality

i measure nothing and i fit it up with something

i slip in to a crack in a moment

i rescue the drowning time ghosts

i forge a chain of events

i surf the surging past

the decades are as foam to my eternal shoal

in all ways i am narrowing in on it

that elusive illusive divisive quality

that sublime idea feeling light

that instant you transcend every bond