oh you
young students with your studied walks
how you stretch the step
how you plant the catch
that’s what these legs were made for
and your crafted exss
klar
may
shuns
joke-commenty and flexible and where else
could you possibly put
a tattoo
you make me
too old now to keep pace –
I just wander around in circles –
you make me
too quiet to talk
and leave me only my breath …
… thank you
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
breathing wormhole: ‘I wanted to write a poem’
Brighton & university wormhole: objective intimacy
lifetimes wormhole: ‘once upon a quarter century …’
living wormhole: A206 / Plumstead Road: / perched on a wall
settling wormhole: open / window
speech wormhole: here is a / whiney accumulation of / wisdom
Perfect View Framed |_Thank You _|
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Yes, so glad my mind is not so busybusybusy as theirs…
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