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                                                                      oh-pen

                                   wide the net curtains see straight
                                   through the glass to the empty street

                                   open out the double-glazing window
                                   and breathe the night and the streetlamp

                                   stick out your head and gaze away
                                   from any light to wonder if there is any

                                   darkness between the always
                                   stepped ages of stars in the sky

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

breathing wormhole: Tulips by Sylvia Plath – How Far To Step Before You Raise The Other Foot
glass wormhole: St. Ludwigskirche
light wormhole: stuck free to move within
looking wormhole: I could step / more open
net curtains wormhole: transition
night wormhole: Bat-Shadow
open wormhole: tune up // baton taptaptap
sky wormhole: Batman#175
stars wormhole: star / through the kitchen / window
streetlight wormhole: ‘I can hear it raining / but cannot see it …’
streets wormhole: ‘like a piece of ice on a hot stove / the poem must ride on its own melting’
time wormhole: contemplating my painted copy / of Vallejo’s Conan
windows wormhole: sitting up in bed s i m u l t a n e o u s l y
writing wormhole: day off