Hypergraphia 4
HYPERGRAPHIA 4
Ragged winds drag
shadows. Dreams harp
in their ruins. This
is the landscape of
a brutal mind. Slung
between cradle and
deathbed. Beyond the
reach of compass. As
gypsies light hearts fly
home and astray. In
empty jars lie surplus
remnants of rust and
decay. Watching minutes
of time chimes delayed
and fade. Into sixty
seconds of sunset on
any given day. Pulling
lead weight away. Taking
phrased articulation
displays. While I keep
the rest of my next
at bay. Crossing lawns
lined laminating. Bread
bores .Fields of cotton
versions of the same
poem. Ashamed borders
blameworthy displays.
© Kim van Breda—16 November 2015
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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