convolvulus-age (Rg Gregory Poem)
up the ladder and round the bend age spirals like a convolvulus its bells break into the light catching breath ...
up the ladder and round the bend age spirals like a convolvulus its bells break into the light catching breath ...
The symbols that we use are T shirts of the dead thoughts of corpses without heads, a rictus without sound ...
The window opens to a ledge. There is a great darkness coming. The betrayers of lineage. Their savior walking across ...
Yesterday a passing, transient shower, Slaked my thirst so gently, softly, Showers in March are unheard - In this arid ...
May be the whole thing was a dream, Pinched myself awake this morn, To check if you are there, virtually, ...
Man looking into the sea, taking the view from those who have as much right to it as you have ...
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