Wednesday, 23 August 2023

#1331 - remake

 



1331

24.viii.23

4.237

remake

for the dreambook

 

it’s so often one cannot get back

there isn’t time

the weather’s gone

 

press on

 

spell out a thing can’t be solved

 

no ticket, no map, stairs fallen away

the ladder back up to cloud

 

you want to know if you’ll need those teeth later

 

slap on, let dry

inscribe – from scratch

 

it’s every so often you’ll think

have to have been here before

 

one grows into a name

 

nothing begins

but go again

 

it was a place

and fondly

but not the same as we think it now

 

each to own

 

like a trap of day – the map, the book

 

there isn’t a way around


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