Kit Kelen #1055 - home again wandering

1055

home again wandering

in my house of dust

the book I live in now

and travel

not by pages

but

sun shines through it to show

sometimes in other worlds

dust moted

or delving, burrow

fine in fur

all miseries of flesh

blood stood

and villain grin

it’s only what I see

can’t know

read on

sometimes sing with

and here’s my way to go

I love you in the time there is

a voice in the book

a face

turn a self inside out

like socks

or paint all into corners

pretty ring time

still a season to pass

it was a hardship to be here

otherwise no story

there isn’t a last page

I refuse it

I go slow

it’s all bounce back from

tell again

not twice the same

won’t be me who

grabs that world edge

next to turn

to see

where we all end up