Saturday, March 4, 2017

Kit Kelen - lost - for godsbother


I can't even remember what it was –
the thing I was looking for in my dream

something you lose that way
shows up in the afternoon

there are days on end
the line is gone
you feel like a fool to stand and call

it goes the other way too
the red king
and the candle
a lake of wax
and still not guttered

people find me in a dream
how did I get there?

sometimes we wander along together
then daylight comes into it

the place where I am woken
is never twice the same

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