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Excerpt

from What Fell Out in Life:

this carries , as the burn , where truth splays its

sweet heart , fresh from the frozen shadow, of the watch

to halt the bare , outline , in quietness , what a beautiful

touch descends , with the crest and rise : the brow from ,

which an event watches . and truly so halted - to tender

as much , in the tearing , with the merest . close of

motion , keeled . the oblique and , tempestuous wash of

everything that remains . carefully and carelessly un

created , and still remains , without a head . but with

all the thickness of the word , written , and carried and

scored into the , painless history : except for the pair

we press forward , as a - gift , abroad, and almost to each.

 

counterpane , silt , decider . blows slivers of zinc

as altitude . terrored . quick to curl , lithe and for a

clip at the hem - touch , and touch , hisses which

appear unarmed . as laid , clear severance - of small

hours . and then , uproar . a watch , romantic agile

few - glide of the paramedic , sure as unseen , wakes

not to leave , not to believe , not to clip, white cherries

in season - a choking hut & cull - with what ,

menace , the hunt descends , to amount , the break

walking off - there - with cloud trail, a vista, my only and

 

dawn folded , a wing grey over the face , a

haven of sorts - pigeon head , crop and tip

wind a slant across this third . made to bring

equality of appearance - lurch of , bed-set , rises

in a cool wave , across the morning - grandpa

at the wheel , and kids in - the merry spray of

recurrence - glides through our fingers in turn