8.xii.22
1071
3.341
a/wake
maybe for ghost writing
wake with this
beard skin ache
hunch of blear
a clearing light
upstairs breeze
and song outside
still for a while a way back
dots to join further and further
all kinds of colour
uncountable!
kindly wild beast
peer out upon
damage dealt
in clothes of just the day before
often inside downside up
with the latest shedding
wrestle tickle
raise one’s ringing
take the time
do what must
and from where else but why
these hands feet
hair on my
no date yet
scale a page
come guess the day beyond
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