Eerie dark brown tonight
cars are stopped by rockfall
where darkness gives new eyes
old tears falling in ripped places
we're discussing the B-flat world
which she says denotes comfort
when I don't mention ignorance or hate
or the worldwide air-con humming
my dusty Tibetan mask sneezes
blood-ringed skulls hanging there
what they’re reminding me to leave
the fire and the wind friction of the parts.
I admire the way you write your poems. Your lines sing to me, especially these ones:
ReplyDeletewhere darkness gives new eyes
old tears falling in ripped places
we're discussing the B-flat world
Marvellous poem.
ReplyDeletewhat they said :)
ReplyDeletemade me feel melancholy, but in a non-gloomy way ... nice poem for sure!
ReplyDeleteThank you all :)
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