Unseen, but somewhere
Between sky and earth
The sound of a blind, heavy plane –
Born of one,
Belonging to neither –
Grumbles at both. Continue reading
Unseen, but somewhere
Between sky and earth
The sound of a blind, heavy plane –
Born of one,
Belonging to neither –
Grumbles at both. Continue reading
Unseen, but somewhere
Between sky and earth
The sound of a blind, heavy plane –
Born of one,
Belonging to neither –
Grumbles at both.
Trucks, like dull coloured ants,
Traipse across the floors
Of the sky.
Last night’s rain
Has made slow machines
Of us all.
22/4/2012
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