ForkWordPoems by Inchiki |
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cloud chamberflagging and empty the carousel passes a recurrent sadness the playhouse where children danced has blank windows he stands there outside his reflection holding its hat only now he notices her in the sunshine that she left behind he has awoken finally in the moment when she departed like a wisp of vapour strung around the muons and leptons of memory arcing delicately to the floor of the cloud chamber the trail of tears as fine as spiderweb falling from the stars the masculine mind it grasps at particles long after they have gone tracing the rays describing everything touching nothing the missed kisses their kelvin number noted, quantitised captured: lost! ![]() Mind Spool 2014 |
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