i saw a small snail 

slowly sliding outside the door

not wanting to disturb it 

i closed the door

the next day i saw

a shell unfleshed in a pot

a shell damaged in part

and i wondered

was it the colour

of the shell

of the snail

i had seen

if so 

had it been broken

after the snail had left the shell behind

to further sojourn

or 

heaven forbids

great snake

stepped upon

before so gone

seemphony

holding firmly the baton
the maestro rhythmically
dips and digs
the wand wanting

letap letap letap

i go

letap letip letap letip

false trotting to the waltz


the maestro clenches a fist
to his heart
fixes me a sharp look

then flatly changing stepping
i go

taple taple taple

hara-kirri the kiri kanan

salvation


if you ask
and i ask back


do you mean am i safe
as in safety safe
as in do i wear a helmet
that prevents debris
from falling and entering
that encapsulates
the poison in the head
 that makes me unsafe


naturally i  would say 
as in not condemned safe


or


do you mean am i saved
as if i am lost in the wilderness 
with the hounds in the dark menacing
and i crying out for help


naturally i would say
tis just aim and fire thats all


oh


if you mean 
am i salvated
as only the one can invent the intervention


sadly i could only say
i am only just 
on the first step
on my way
not your way
nor his way
nor our way


might be a leap
to the stars
or the other way