poem (for CAConrad’s birthday) 

why do I envy the ones singing the chorus
as I used to do  as I used to
do 
the words sung by heart by 
heart
why do I joy in singing 
the chorus
repeating over 
and over
repeating over
again 

because sweet / words flower
because / sweet flower / words open

open 

leave night behind
become light

because sweet / words smile 
because / sweet smile / words
disturb the air 
surrounding the mind behaving
mind 
obeying repeat repeat repeat 

surprise

yes! words 
in the tight space within the mind
until the porous mind loosens 

that is why  / that / that is how

presto presto

without effort a new
idea 
cracks 
open 
it's 
egg

poem and image by Jo Mariner