Saturday, 8 February 2020

#40 - a cloud got in this head
















9.2.20
40
a cloud got in this head

it was the dark all day
in shallows dreamt

wallabies went missing
slept

some stretch so’s not to rot

cloud got in head

a squeeze through
it was crowded, dizzy

took the pill for puddles

how permeable I (?) one asks

sticking out of my ears
and squeeze for a bath

creak
rust

sun come
and made a mist of it
still rattling on the roof

this is the steady stuff

must have been the rain I dreamt

it was a picture of patience

rakish the kookaburra
in the chair quite still
waiting for the blowdry brush off
and back to fly the rain















a cloud got in this head
sticking out of my ears
and squeeze for a bath










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