slender fingers unbind
knotted formality
unpacking hours
filing away the day
awkward little feet
reside adjacent
wriggling some rhythm
but never keeping time
at some point
the universe resumes
all concerned will mourn
the golden amber pause
Wednesday, 16 July 2014
Sunday, 6 July 2014
city of stems
summer is:
lying in a universe of yellow
and deciding that in this moment
heaven is here,
in the garden;
A city of stems
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