Опять прошу прощения
teeming clockfaces never taming time
the patient enemy of me and mine
days dawn from outer space nights from within
life like a mucous membrane wearing thin
the body sheathed in retina head to toe
to mirror ruddy rowans' ebb and flow
to launch skyward the &-shaped cranes
counting the inner nights and the outer days
wedging the blue into the ocean’s fold
forever throwing sediment never dissolved |