slip away
between the crashing green
where mountains rise
today's eye unseeing
dull from screens and
expectation
to meet in truth
naked before each day
before the other
to gaze at stars and
heavenly bodies
wonder-filled and
possibility heavy
walk beneath a
canopied sky of
stars and glowing flesh
creating worlds like
ancient gods
birthing with
eternal passion
fashioning limbs
and breasts
with loving clay
i will not say
their name
before i breathe
upon their lips
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AN INTERROGATION OF THE "REAL" IN ALL ITS GUISES
Hamm: What's happening?
Clov: Something is taking its course.
Beckett
Wednesday, 27 April 2022
slip away
Sunday, 24 April 2022
Friday, 15 April 2022
do not fall in love
do not fall in love
with a child of the past
nor sell your heart to
a memory
can you see?
will you live?
the great rushing
future
belongs to you!
can time be a friend
or must vision
shimmer like a vapour
silent, faded
withered up and dry,
cracked like a forgotten
boy's bones
alone and empty
among the old
men's tombs
on which the sun
casts a shadow
of yourself
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