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Per Se, & Dark

There is a feverish activity
up on the roof,
sounding like giant insects of steel,
occupied and preoccupied
with some necessary chore
- but it's sun rays, eight minutes late,
having the tin roof bend and flex,
while the doppler of a turbo prop
paints an Iliad bow on high,
golden in our instantaneous memories,
as the gray after-rollerski tinnitus fills all cracks
of the soundscape
with an odorless flow of existence, space per se
and dark matter

I stretch out on the late afternoon bedspread,
body burning from extended exercise,
place my hands behind my head
and let my elbows fall out, left and right,
in a tremendously restful position,
feeling like a kite
soaring on the Northbothnian sky,
all kinds of faces coming to mind,
my arms prickly with freckles
all the way out to my old man hands,
making faces

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Publicerad 2023-07-08 18:35

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