#338 - in the deeply

 

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in the deeply

a falling and catch

 

am was swum

no suddenly but elsewhere then

 

I slept as far as another land

upstairs in the dream

 

wished we were to be there

all night looking for the title

 

high as that

slept as far as yesterday

 

deleted, locked down

slept to the tricks

looking for the title

 

remember though little

 

in echoes of the known

 

and worm it

fell out of shape in the night

singing so far

 

have my habits there

beside selves

further

cosy up to too

 

as far as the dead

and they came to me

were always

 

meet – have our own decorum

 

I was travelling till the falls

so steep you wonder

if the train can

 

reaching for a certain word

 

in the deeply and you were

flown and have a little hover

the weather worried me inside

 

the world was rolling over

dribble in the pillow till

it was bodied thus

twitch rigid

 

comes all in the breath

Christmas in the deeply

 

all afternoon

I was a ghost as well

in this beyond of time

 

especially naked there

sea swell in the blood and fall

 

read in a book once

how not there at all

 

in Sweden, up a ladder

and they wanted to shake hands

did before I knew

 

I kept a fear for it

danced around myself so

 

day treasures all arrayed

 

under the skirts of the dream

out of kilter

like a camera catches

from nothing at all

 

woken by the light of me

 

over the hills

track bent

to when no one was there

 

then first thing

or we’ll call it someone

sprung to flower far

 

treetops

in leaf tipping bright

and who’s above to see?