they descend in their flight like falling

conformity      confirmand      confetti

getting caught in your

Hail Mary        hahnium          hair

                   if         you peered             at their
ballade             bollocks           balletic

stillness you would swear

they were holding their

bream              breather           breath
in         the                   glass

dolomite       dollar mark              dome

where the spread

and rubber greens
swarf             sweat sock         sweat

the noise rush &

factory floor    faience

fades

to a brilliant murmur

look in the glare

of sunlight                               for that

stained glass effect

navy with dark veins

rests on information

planning permission         plasterboard

plaque

of another breed
assortment of tiny colours

people on high

bdellium         beams    beans

beaks                             beads

blind eyes on branches
nearby                                    keep still        to

revere              sequinned          be ings

seem                                      to    watch you
waiting



make the mistake

of  moving             the

tram     tramp    trance

is broken          you
gaze
they float         away.