the clouds gather
it's funny where life takes you
the girl's breathless
she puts her drink down
rain falls for three solid hours
my whole world
fell
a p a r t
I won $6.83 on my 23 million ticket
then wrote a letter to my heart:
dear heart, I write, please don't ...
what follows the word don't
isn't worth talking about
she picks up another drink
remorse is like a straight-jacket, she says
clouds clear
lights flash
she says again:
do you want to run away to Norway?
horses graze in the acreage
the CFA sends alerts every hour
we can't pick them all up
the beeps about buildings, falling down
or burn offs in far flung paddocks,
the bricks and the hearts
we can't rescue them all
I can see the clouds
again illuminated by light
they're drifting,
languidly,
away
far far away
That's a beauty Kristen. So poignant.
ReplyDeleteSuch a fantastic range, and the way they are linked, and the clouds.....
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Thanks dear Sarah, James & Kit for your comments - the fugitive clouds and shiftless wasters are active indeed.
ReplyDeleteDear Kristen, Yes, poignant and beautiful...and how gracefully the parts fold into each other.
ReplyDeleteThanks as always, dear Rob :)
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