#551 - let go

 

6.vii.21

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let go

 

fine insect hairs we had to touch

the trigger paws

 

always death till parting

beast on the breast

let go

 

and the words

whom we once were

whatever else it is you hold

 

let go

of woods in their winter way

leaf down breeze by

 

let go of the bones

free flesh

 

let the world by

and see how that goes

 

still time by heart

to hold afloat

 

let go of the days

of the night of the dream

 

let go of the sure and certain knowledge

old tussle and language long ago

 

let go of the walls

of the floor

of the roof

 

let’s go

 

so see stars