Loop Away


Succubis Witness

When I rode out on the surface

Extending  deck stains to creatures on the avenue

Away, away from you

Seriously annexed by the space,

All but discreet, with rubber grabbing hammer tones

Of traffic frantic loose and shaky

The loop was calling

Folding workable configurations, forward away so close

Of middle thoughts implying

To current on re thinking

On dreaming the loop home, but  fading, a  heart true

Away, away from you

 

copyright Napoleon Brousseau 2012

NaPoWriMo  day 02

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