24.viii.21
600
2.235
anything goes
remember
the days
one could
go where
wished
do anything
then
hale heart
and limb
up before
the hours set on
and get day
done to begin
all telling
the untold
then we
were a conversation
in and out
of sleep
it comes
back piecemeal
before that
and after
all care
nothing to
fault
who’ll say
it was I shot the sun
made cloud
of moon
drawing own
blood and conclusion
not even
heaven knows
now we are
far of soul
for nonsense
well over
our heads
still
heavens above
now signed
up for the future
remember the
jigsaw oaths
of knowing
how could
and would
be
were
then we
expected the unexpected
took our
liberty by blows
we named
the several-ness then
now, and by
ones, everything goes
and who
knows who’s next?
deep in a
house
where the
rain won’t fall
where the
wind won’t touch
I have this
hunch
a world is
turning too
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