Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart – 09
the fibres give in to your starry warmth
A lamp is called green and sees
Carefully stepping into a season of fever
The wind has swept the rivers’ magic
And i’ve perforated the nerve
By the clear frozen lake
Has snapped the sabre
But the dance round terrace tables
Shuts in the shock of the marble shudder
New sober
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