Was Nothing There?
Beautiful Uncertainty: Oh, the Idiot!
Wednesday, 16 November 2022
temper, temper, tempest
Temper, temper, hold yourself
Your heart
It quivers
The soft, downy fur
of a calf, bare
against the wet
& hidden damp
of late night
Spring,
Storm receding
or rolling in
Caught between
one thing
with two names
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