weird b & b behind us-
the hologram sausage
that mysterious barn
~
we pull over & park up
to piss
to roll smokes
wales somewhere
a beautiful valley moment
~
ankle shallow creek
busy on glossy rocks
stoic hills shoulder in
just how i would make hills
if i made hills
but
theres nothing
to hang it on-
i feel a space & need
effervescent valley vision
cannot grip & live
~
i was morning crust
i was wasted dawn
in undone boots
with undone mind
a soft sculpture with nothing
to hang
it on
from nerc-duress.org
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