Summer
must be
a
mindless
time
of sequined glintings,
squinting mindlessness
narrowing in retreat
into a silent
meandering of sight;
marshaled into deep, multi-
colored encephalograms,
running headlong into night,
skimming the surface
unaware..
unti it purples into sleep.
Kay Weeks, c. 1970
1 comment:
...purples into sleep...love it!!
How did you do this picture of Camilla?
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