Sunday, 8 March 2020

#69 - nooks and crannies


69
9.3.20
nooks and crannies

love to be lost
grows up around

it is a house half way
a welcome
this unworlding

slip into oneself in dreams

what could should have
where we’ve been

who built this city?
who drowns?
tell and
I will believe you

all lost things are there
and you and you

sway tilt
lean for bends
you’re carried
others are
cuddle up to
adrenalin’s other
tell on

in the old pyjamas of fact
here are the months days missed

no one else now
but you follow yourself in
slip away

sleep is in the story

no one is hiding
just let yourself in

step out of oneself in dreams
find the tended flower there

feel a chill
where lost to longing

feel the weight of the dream
its all nextness

storms and dark distraction

the ones named after crumble
but here’s eternity  a moment
no one inhabits here

all other days and nights in this
and took a dragon too

you’re the gift
all is given
plus four plus one
for love and deuce

see how the arrows fall

once I am hunted and make my own jungle

littler and littler so life returns
harmless now

was it not solid on rock?
castle we built turned out to be sand

then the tideline washed

this must be from where we depart
when there’s nowhere to go










love to be lost in the old pyjamas

eternity's that moment 
none long enough to inhabit 

slip into oneself in dreams

must be from where we depart
when there’s nowhere to go


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