24.xi.22
1053
3.327
in strange
words
sweet for mystery
aknowledge of corners
must be unknown
in strange words
skins fresh
draw a breath
like music for a singing sky
some have travelled far
simply sent welcome
we’ve conquered
gone down
come out swinging
in other words
and fill the lungs with them
must improvise
furnish first belief
wrap the vine
heads up
there’s this other voice you’ll have
as from the bottom of a well
where we must be remembered
all we ask is light
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