04 Feb Timothy Lavenz: Nomad
Nomad
Each a pack traveling,
come from going to,
laws of before all insufficient,
principle of after unknown,
wherein each discerns,
the shattering of a way
in mission’s synchronicity
paved by ripening signs.
The astounded relater
in the middle of every maze
takes in a taste of the air,
shivers and hears dancing
a tune in the frantic turns,
certainties chipped away
by every marvel of the eye,
no clue what time it is,
nor waiting for clear outlet,
or just collapse into sleep
with never an answer.
Such is how I enter it,
made out of metal and worse,
strong, but rhythm-bound
to the whole grand quake-
occasion, wherein I shake
coughing loud enough to wake
myself from tumbling
through mind’s cobwebs,
head starting and upright
towards whichever next gate,
where I shall cancel my pace
and make a fresh ritual
of amazements unborn.
Timothy Lavenz Berlin 2018