Thursday, September 22, 2016

Kerri Shying R # 87 Cumulus


Cumulus

softness in the clouds
it’s so deceptive

where the hail is born
force swims

round as a womb
tight with the pressure

that light drizzle
coming soft from

the tight electric belly
made of what

the air the vapour
pressure

magical the sky the earth
not so primitive the stories
grown and watered

underneath
her
belly in her heart
in my mouth

dug deep down
in the  soul

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