26
Jan
09

@£%$

whatever the view when the sunset it was time for the rest                             sv201764
cradled round the stand of a chest with roughness
at hand
and the bareness of breath
whatever the view.
wasted moments flicking and pushing
a wrist to the right and a technicolour gaze
moments
just
above the height
that place where we go at random and unprepared sequences
when the depth is just below the feet
and the breath just above the head
whatever the view.

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