#249 - shook writing

 

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shook writing

 

go there alone

to guess again

 

coax creature closer

inside self chip away

 

read closely

fall in

catch the signs

 

is it to swim we are down from the trees?

 

hide in a corner of the poem

 

hide things from myself in the dream

 

far in the time of where we are

 

comes light in the day up

all from in

 

from where once

now home again

 

take the track inside

 

unguent and gas leak  

because it’s said

and no one knows

 

all flow

often swim towards

a sea and say

 

big writing

least thoughts

 

endless revision

the shore in come to lines

and left

the edifice of night worn

 

inside the stream of the body

world too narrow for its fish