13.ii.22
771
3.44
the feeling of having
forgotten
on world radio day
doors are not necessarily
it’s often assumed you’ll go through
I throw my ring in the hat
consider clock landscape
take yours
was is will be
only a passage
relentless at rest
city boils up around
some tumble through windows too
and so seldom
take a shape of sky here
lie under
the question
of whom we hid to be
the question
of where we are
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