Thursday, 4 January 2024

#1466 - fetch

 


1466

5.5

5.i.24

fetch

for the dreambook

 

sleep is an imperfection of mine

 

all to be done

but no touch

 

as is often

such lines with glimmer

 

an edge of each

sleep is

 

wallaby of the herb first

sunflower sunlessly up

 

neither quite upright

and full of it yet

 

I, myself, bounce by 



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