Couldn’t You Get Me

Couldn't face the long walk until the glass
Couldn't tell the world before the dock
Couldn't say the work was all unveiled
or the trees that talk in the bird

Reaching for the daylight's broken half
and starting out as the best of shots
Releasing tea starved bringing in the cold
and the border is blurred by the reed

Couldn't you get me coming through between
Couldn't you wonder at the hush of ice
the steamed breath and cooked degrees
Couldn't you agree there is no end

Remember the dark that broke apart
or sheer loft eagles that dangle there
Reaching for the caught off guard of hill
before the frown and buried god