small poems & small plates
A rusty trough holds back the muskof leaves rotting slowlythe hard corners of the white trellisleaves eaten, living out their lace on treeswhat to do with quiet nightsthe intrusion of cricketsa stale hum of memorybefore bedtime
A rusty trough holds back the musk
ReplyDeleteof leaves rotting slowly
the hard corners of the white trellis
leaves eaten, living out their lace on trees
what to do with quiet nights
the intrusion of crickets
a stale hum of memory
before bedtime