What I want is not
immediately imminent
all the time
it very rarely pulls its
best dressed outfit on
to promenade
and
unfurl
cemented
in the world
and
want flitters to and fro
in my head
casing the space
appreciating every
angle
marking down
what's not
in its
place
hand on its
hard-hat
where it will
occasionally be
struck by
a wayward idea
a fluttering thing
and I am
having signals sent to my
taut muscles
that things could possibly
potentially
predominantly
go my way
and now
I have a wind-up
apparatus
sidling from between my
shoulderblades
turned all the way
right
and it is my
it is my version of
wings

for when I
decide
to
let it fly
release my hand
from the handle I
I will
do
everything