I
go low
as grey light
distance
tears me
from my head
sky
dances sun
so slow now
tunnels
steer me
into the cold
I
go now
where words tear
tired
song slapped
against sound catchers
resistance
moves me
into long voice
night
blurs lines
against open gates
I
go now
into home light
threaded
poured ached
gone and open
- a hay(na)ku written recently for the snapshots project.
go low
as grey light
distance
tears me
from my head
sky
dances sun
so slow now
tunnels
steer me
into the cold
I
go now
where words tear
tired
song slapped
against sound catchers
resistance
moves me
into long voice
night
blurs lines
against open gates
I
go now
into home light
threaded
poured ached
gone and open
- a hay(na)ku written recently for the snapshots project.
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