2024/12/21

Intransitive or: A Catechism of Long-Distance Angst

Which of us arrives calendars?
Which departs clocks?
When the train and speed vanish
Who frowns hemlocks?

When do we look daggers?
When speak flints?
At what point in the rue and blackness
Write peppermints?

How come crawl anvils the split weeks?
How come race feathers the bound days?

How goes one good into gentle nights?
How springs hope in eternal siphons?
Let we grow then, you and me,
To try and listen hyphens.


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[Another questionnaire.]

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