#1330 - all around my head

 

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all around my head

pictures of one picture

 

a fragment for

how to write a poem

 

 

each bone of the day is breath

 

one imagines certain traces left

 

words merely

 

the problem is too much

 

too close colours you work to prise

 

who says plotless?

 

each bone of the day is breath

 

all after the wise surprise

 

will wake you nights for feeding too

(unbearable in pleasure)

 

we’re everyone’s on a journey

 

there are trillions

who knew?

 

there’ll be many more

 

how little my sixpence seems

groat, and further, farthing

obol over eyes

 

everyone’s on a journey

 

come to me

come along

 

as random as beginning

 

it’s all around my head

the picture

 

we gather the lost to here