Friday, December 29, 2017

Kerri Shying R # 387 within my blurred speech


within my blurred speech

those seconds ache for each other
cling together    atoms   singing
out the centre of my birth name
call to the sun
how  does she live
call to moon
why does she speak
call to the earth
who does she speak
mother
father
who are her people  in the spaces
by the atoms live the colours
of the eyes of everyone who lived
before  they ask the questions seconds
onetwothreefourfive
blur

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