Monday, January 25, 2016

Sarah St Vincent Welch #25 Sorting


Sorting

it will never be over
shedding rescheduling
stuff of stuff the heaps
flowingover
marginalia
journeys to name centres
outside and outside themselves
ever

friends you can’t remember

when starting a poem
or anything (for that matter)
the impulse to run run run 
with it, each one an always
diminishing museum, hardly
curated, a label too many
a bow to  taxonomy (if only)
here a bit of tape, a broken box,
another thingo that doesn’t fit

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