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Lethe light
without a thought come to
an ache in the weather
waking
a dew sheen
around me
all that has happened
big lizards and snakes in my dream
farewell
no taming the changes
no standing still
one animal is often another
they’ll bring you along
where I wrote certain things
brought the furniture
goanna runs up
thinks you’re a tree
underache, over
without a thought
it’s how time breaks things down
it ploughs
it’s the wrecker’s ball
it heals
and we put up with it
tap toes for a song
poor blind goanna
change tames us
imagine a wheel
the work of the will
the long rhyme is time
clepsydra spill
ahead of me
what will be
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