at the border (imagined

                         "moder
                                       nlaw

at this side
mountains &
then cannons
over there
even heather
wired
as one year
becomes
a closing eye
becomes
words in
mouth becomes
our customs     (games
our gibberish
give offence
in eye
closed
a different law
prevents
speech
in approaching
shadows
this silence
cavernous
hiss

ss
stun border
goods, & hands
offered
             guitars
              grass
                copper

daisyknot
& fist-traders
travel music-line
uphold myth
twist in possession
of full passport

COPPER MOUTH
& silence           (necklace
                               of wind
                                 on rock ledges

a second
becomes a decade
a closing eye
where the wind collects
in faustspools

all recorded
hands in pocket
waved through

"enjoy your stay"

(spurt. . .