Lyric from Where You Leave Off

Because the solitary mirth of
     a magpie’s violence will detach
me whole where burdens ply at source
     without response its gavelled verse

lands more heroic still though
     doubtless just for berries you sang
loudest when the faithful called you
     to your infinite reward above

a frenum of dread and able only to
     insist when I rose to cry louder
and came on stars too early yet
     in the intervals our maps phoney

our place to hang between each tree
     swayed in a breeze the august guest
of branches could only turn as tenants
     to acknowledge it and come on surely

changeless I'll bend to know your voice
     again as that first thought I lost when
to whatever technology aspires
     to transmit it perfectly I turn.