Single Vision & Newton\'s Sleep
de Ben Doyle(2004)
1 min lectură
Mediu
Lick the lights. Everyone
says that here. Sometimes
they\'ll call a spade a shovel,
hollowing half a hole,
which is all I have to sleep inside.
There\'s one
arboretum running
underground from near here
to Verisimilitude City.
I measure the macrocosm
with miles of mint string. Flossing
the dunning
skins from the incisors of the air.
The apples in our demi-dreams
drag themselves from the dirt
and into the indigo atmosphere.
Prime Mover, sleep. In the shade
ensnared.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Ben Doyle
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2004
- Cuvinte
- 78
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 18
- Actualizat
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