waltzing right up overhead
(i climb the walls)
the tail of a star claws throughout the sky
i'm weaving cotton threads in the threshold
my feet are bobbing on a giant mossy plank
and in the flanks of my cobwall household
the engines turn and unfold, ruthless, the night
how long until the will is done?
i slumber at life's low hum
so i glided in, swiftly as a bird
well, i spurred - girded by mosquitoes
shielded my nostrils with the woven shawl
- think i'll stuff with grief all my cushions
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