poema update

I have written a couple poems here and there over the past couple days. Most of the time I feel out of my head, despite the sun. Here’s what I’ve done so far that I have yet to paste on this wall:


Under a skirt,
in a sway, it is possible to speak
with imaginary beings, riding
on a train, unhinged, the Land
weeping in your lap, not knowing
its own name.

Shut alone, once

Shut alone, once,
blind, folded into wicker,
dream-threads still,
asleep, Your laughter,
under glass, goldfish,
I tried to catch,
in my throat, the Stone,
Her sadness

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