January 2010
77 posts
are you not resigned
We try and tell the gentle spider
what it is he seeks:
a moment’s resting place to lay,
is where the ceiling creaks.
There the dusty rafts will serve
your frail and gentle legs.
Yet loneliness is undeserved.
Unnoticed you will be.
Leave will you, some very day:
unnoticed you will be.
Departures planned, departures made,
webs I’ll never see.
Dead dry flowers do adorn
the...
December 2009
62 posts
dropsonde:
It’s not good to wake up.
I see it better to go to sleep
And to return when I see fit;
It pains me less than none at all
To leave my mind to its own hard work.
But this is an odd volley.
There’s nothing I ever know
About that world,
When I see the white of its walls
And the nightmare of these.
So many dreams I’ve seen with my eyes closed,
And so few I’ve seen with them...