Robert Verdon, #318, Preparing for Next Lot
en pointe on a
flywheel
centred in space
no axis needed
the sunsets are
always plum
someone is reading
Patience Strong
to the weird pulse
of Heinkels
in the sky
such is the world
my parents
bequeathed me
like black &
white Box Brownie snaps
kept forever
in my heart
Still spinning. We still.
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