and through these words
let me strip you wordless
and whatever shapes we
find under the sky will be
faultless. the stream slips
from scope and compass
& seamless wonder drips.
we’re immune to stillness
shroud of time and touch
......
and through these words
let me strip you wordless
and whatever shapes we
find under the sky will be
faultless. the stream slips
from scope and compass
& seamless wonder drips.
we’re immune to stillness
shroud of time and touch
......