Tuesday, December 24, 2019

Kit Kelen #1453 - don't touch my death

1453
don’t touch my death

it is a beautiful thing

been working on this
all my days

sun sunk in grass gone
bung clouds
and nothing

in the grey again

news passes over me
kind of a telling too
and in which I’m caught up
must bide till there’s no time

Monday
so Sundayish
fires go out

the drought with our name on it

fine mist
all full to be

after the party
still waiting for them all to arrive

lie down with the fact
and wrestle again

wake up before
we remember

please don’t touch my death
not yet
it’s really a beautiful thing 

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