Kit Kelen #163 - finding the first line on a tin sky dim day

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finding the first line on a tin sky dim day

among the yawns and stretches

destiny!

unpick a single thread

and everything unravels

like sleep resolved to the whole catastrophe

last night's big bonfire all to ash

wine must now be water

here's the to-do all half thought through

with birds expressly on their way

and roostering faroff to urge

kettling of steam to tea so sip

hasn't the grass grown overnight

with what innocence land all lies

not a truth to tell

here and well past the halfway

woods grow darker

with, let's say, intimations

carry the book

like it's already written –

tablets a mountain

brings down