small adjustments

small adjustments

small adjustments

a brutal wind      sheets of bark
turning through the air
everywhere bull-ants and the smaller

scurriers of leaf litter
build their tower of words
searching for length along the spine

can you will the sky to clear
push away cloud with a breath
a wound in the eucalypt bleeding

red glass asks for small adjustments
to reason      the older wound closed over
into a knobbled knee-cap

imperceptible changes       a spider’s skeleton
shed with care held firmly
in the mind     lobes of ruby grapefruit

each segment a glistening thought
amongst the desire     to hold
multiples

buds swelling
at the stubs of gnarled arms
the louche calls of twilight