travelling by Reuben Woolley

not here

i´ve faded

into shade ……… black-holing

under waters

i’m bleeding myself alive

again

…………. grasping

for this new throat

will breathe me back

from here ………i am not seen

……

………….& i’ll sing

the new figures

these flights of leather

faces / salt survivors

i shall remember

hands

lost

……..falling

from splinters

..

soon……..i say

a sun

in a new sky

& i shall sleep

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