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Friday, 13 January 2012

Sweet Mourn


I have been able
I hope one day you may

& then the quick flit
From the motorway
To the fireplace
To the carpet on your landing

To find a taste
That this time came without chase
Was unburdened
By past felt contractions


Birth of a thought
Flicker of a light
Symbolisms sultry smell
Of scent upon her pillow

The weep of the willow
As she sweeps the earth
As she seeks for the leaves
That ground her singers

Singers
Of soft songs and lullabies
Who are in sweet mourn
Unable to say

Though one day we may
& that day is to be today


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