6 birthday poems on a

monday

mike cannell

For:

andrew topel and

derek Beaulieu-

happy birthday

for andrew topel

words slip mind shown

turn reigned enduring thrown solid

rearrangement four meant piece

no other place form

skin parchment.

for derek Beaulieu

lip drift hair in

frozen in lift up

faced by indications that

i could perceived by.

for andrew topel

gristle shorn from bone

texture rubbed against

the cup-bracket

scalp sculpt re-arrange

under round tunnels

miss-focused.

for derek Beaulieu

if, face turning

they said this would

toward the wind

make my hair curl

blowing my face making

even more then it is

my eye sockets sing

now and it is very

and my bones throb.

for andrew topel

forgo

incline

turn

as if into

bird into flight.

for derek Beaulieu

brain

moss laced with

idea diamonds

rain

boss liced weave

eye deer demons

lain

ross leeched wove

high dear demeans

pain

russ latched woof

id are dementia.

Happy birthday

Derek and andrew!