spatial recurrence of remorse
the littlespacesbetween
godandmearestuffed
bythebrownhardscrabbleofdirt.
on which are tilled
dying patches of land
on infinitesimal farms;
seeded, ploughed and
harvested by armies of
desire giving in.
i wait outside,
in my dejavu, a
l o n g
way from home.
counting the seconds
that must be pass before
time can coagulate into
the recent scar.
Band-aid farms born of
d
e
s
i
r
e
d
r
i n
k
of what is left of me.
godandmearestuffed
bythebrownhardscrabbleofdirt.
on which are tilled
dying patches of land
on infinitesimal farms;
seeded, ploughed and
harvested by armies of
desire giving in.
i wait outside,
in my dejavu, a
l o n g
way from home.
counting the seconds
that must be pass before
time can coagulate into
the recent scar.
Band-aid farms born of
d
e
s
i
r
e
d
r
i n
k
of what is left of me.
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