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Collaboration Poem by Space Cadet and Darren White
Grass - Collaboration With Space Cadet
Ambiguous beds,
my drowsy youth,
like warm, Bermuda fairways
and greens.
My back on this bed,
thoughts roam,
hands gesture and write
words in the air —
A window to watch
clouds in the day,
moonlight on the grass,
stars on clear night.
Particles of sun
on moonlit nights,
synesthesia colours
each sentence.
I bite my nails.
Helps caress,
soothe my psychosis,
paranoid of whether I can replace myself again.
This poison
invades my speech and thought —
I push it away
with poetry.
After repair, we'll tear down these curtains
of oblivion, clean the bedskirt,
change our address,
move this cedar book case
to an attic of a different Victorian house.
This book goes with me,
to a freshly mowed lawn,
to read on my back,
in the moonlight,
in fragrance of grass.
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© 2017 February 20 | Darren | Wesley
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