Wednesday, 14 September 2016

Dear Diary of Martin X 14/09/2016



2575

When will the heat
Fall and cluster
Complete the cycle
Raise the dust

When we sit
Beside the fountain
When the water  
Washes us

We’ll be clean and we’ll be sunlit
Like an advert on TV
Come and bathe us
In your honey
Now we’re broken and stone free

This tree
Is a crowned child
This shadow
Is a King
I’m as distant as an ember
Why can I not feel a thing. 







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