Wednesday, 4 August 2010

Loom

Coincidence disarming to say the least
Love, such a stubborn goat I can't tame the beast
[What if these dovetails wont breach?]
Convinced by reasons why this milky moat I've made
I get the feeling it will turn to whey
Bridge the weave that wont fray

Wonder if this slalom is safe to warp.
An orchestra of nails screeched the shedding walls
[Battering the hatches to hide]
I wonder what's inside.

Words not deeds have made this landscape serial terrain
A running commentary in a cardboard box frame
With no brand name!

Change by deed poll words I write
Almost.

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