Wednesday, 6 November 2024

TO PARAPHRASE DYLAN THOMAS A BIT





we do go gently 
into 
an anticyclonic gloom

straw grass 
razed to stubble
inside the electric tether

~

meteors & rage 
forked diluted
by bluelight nightlife

& frail deeds 
forgotten drown
in the greenwashed bay








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