Miasma of My Mind. By CpSingleton © 2015
Like a widow in a washroom
Or tiger trainer in a tin.
Like the flaming face of Pharoah
Directing deliveries to the Djinn
Making movies of the moments;
Words waiting to work their ways.
Bringing bigger bones to ballet and
Perturbed people out to plays.
These are dawn’s dreamtime dances
That I forever fleetingly find
Indiscreet individual incidents in
The melting miasma of my mind.