ideas fell down beside you
major flowers not knowing
what they are
invading me with their perfumes
I am blue from inside out
drawn til dawn
all things organic accumulate
in strange breaking skies
grumbling my name
Wednesday in those arms myself
Spring tiger germinates
open straying abandon
the wood-road resembles you
long local women drag boulders
and weep and still cannot compare
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