the names of things are floating away
oh catch them quick quicksilver breath
on windowpanes my melting images
my driftwood brushed away from peeling canvases
what more is there to say they shrug
I turn away what more? can tears
form syllables
only worlds, worlds on worlds remain
all unexplained and me
running out of time and paper
or with a cupboard bare
or elsewhere to sleep resplendently
but how
when the names of things are floating away
and I have lost
my nets of gold.
mary angela douglas 23 july 2016
oh catch them quick quicksilver breath
on windowpanes my melting images
my driftwood brushed away from peeling canvases
what more is there to say they shrug
I turn away what more? can tears
form syllables
only worlds, worlds on worlds remain
all unexplained and me
running out of time and paper
or with a cupboard bare
or elsewhere to sleep resplendently
but how
when the names of things are floating away
and I have lost
my nets of gold.
mary angela douglas 23 july 2016
