Friday, February 17, 2017

Kit Kelen #409 - here's my hat, what's my hurry

here's my hat
what's my hurry?

around the moment
fire is singing

everyone has an opinion

flowers wreathe
will sinks in the well
you won't bucket it up

it's as if in a vacuum nearly

stars will be properly bright

and none of them as they are now

no stone to set
not even what we call simultaneity

we never know the moment
but take another gulp of air

the stars when I walk out at night
off the charts
the early hours
when you're not really there
neither here nor

it's the forest hears us fall


  1. I said to myself, just at first sight: I love this title, then I must admit: I love the rest too!


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