2 Jun 2015


Bring on, through crowded decades
A clutch of dandled fancies.
Falling, ever shifting to now
unseen and ever felt - necessary yet redundant.

Filling the spaces of want and desire, a
palimpsest of moments
bedded in the loam of reason, tiers
of thought manifested by touch.

Different now to other Fridays,
sifted, sorted by gleam and facet.
Claimed to stay in centric focus, till
Moon phase erodes the draw.

Swapped out now, 
carouselled into langour
this tidal flotsam 
brought home to shore.