toss

 

toss

Which would be better, what sticks or what falls through?

Or does the choice itself create the value?

                                                                Seamus Heaney

                                                                The Riddle

maybe not every day but most days

or it's

the length of time spent tying the fly 

to that of it being 

lit, bit, tricked

or it's

maybe she wouldn't have been there after

all and wasn't.  maybe it was just

his breath and blood in the tunnel

or it's

an echo

chamber sounding like running off

in the dark

or it's

opening you and

your jacket keeps slipping

down your spine

or it's

hoisting it that

means I can finally

touch...

or it's

your bones, each

strung to the next by human

sinew up to the nape of your neck to the beneath...

or it's

your skull

to the bottom most

tip of your coccyx

or it's 

the lift of something of you that's rested

all these years

or it's

a suspension in water-

glass like a wintering

egg laid in November and eaten in spring