Pastoral

maybe it was the year
the water dried up




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Wasps

If you lay your head against my womb. You will hear a gentle buzzing, a hum so loud & bright.


Image shows a flock of several greyish black birds flying away towards the upper left corner. Many of them have their wings spread wide. The background is a solid greyish white sky.

So, After A While,

which made the poem / feel pretty far away, / though it was standing / in the middle of everything,


Extinction

The dream about the end of the world always goes something like this.