Do What Poem by Pam Brown

with oxygen,
it’s the cylinders.
with collage,
the bit
of crinkly
adherence

with poems,
(though poems
are so ghostly
in their way)
it’s the leap
taken

‘art & life’
I ask you,
should I fret ?

with philosophy
it’s equilibrium
(is it ?)
(no it’s not)
detached
from im/possibilities

the solution,
a bit late,
but unqualified,
arrives –


to get ahead –
it’s neutrality
you want,
like
frozen food
to decomposition