Jaqueline Mountain
trombones, trumpets and a violin
set some music to this whirlwind
why won't anybody come on in
the ice can not be that thin
matchbox, pinewood and spruce twigs
set a fire and make it big
aurora borealis, bittersweet
symphonies
a mountain
is trembling
to the sea
the earthquake
shakes no one but me
sad conductor and church choir boys
exchange these laments with a tender voice. solve my
troubles in mathematics
and throw me into the mix
briefcase, meetings and a dictaphone
planes to catch, working nine to four
budgets, maximum efficiency
bleeding pig
a mountain
is trembling
to the sea
great waves are
catching
me in
cuffs off
just some papers
and release
gates up
you're caged down
you're free
