Sunday 7 April 2019

Indefinite

     They do make a work
            out of the stopping short

  Us aspirants under shiftless Sun

               Off and on then fallow

  Tenderly, a hurt soon blooms
          the delicate cream bell flowers sewn

                   And the wreaths
             and the wheelchair circuits

                                   muscle ardour

      Piano overstrung gone wrong

         Sugar, enervate
                         the hands the fingers

         We will make
         what weighs
         hardly a thing

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