Monday, 17 November 2025

#2149 - uncertain music

 


2149

6.321

18.xi.25

uncertain music

vamp

 

dig through a page at the end of the book

come out up in the air

 

find that you were here before

 

here in my head with the gone

as per dream

 

uncertain music from no one knows where

but we escape with

 

a voice for the first time heard

 

I follow the arrows just where they fall

 

a little mimic chorus under

 

picking up the pace

 

sky is a thing left in the weather

 

because, of course, having to be tilled

 

by crossings out or a simple vanish

 

there is some crawling across

 

some days the page spreads out for a sky

it’s shovels and mattocks and trowels for up

 

make of silence what you will








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