Ebbing with lessening – 19 June 2017

wings see faery star beneath the smiling moon

 

There are rumors

Spiked by moonshine

Privilege or disgrace

Oppression spells her full name

For the Zweig suicide guest book

A librato place

No-one can follow

Without revealing their intention

Take comfort

From people who do not care

They lacquer their unteathering

In pretty boxes with false bases

As Houdini shone the key beneath the deep

So they perfect stillness in powdered sugar

Salvaging nothing of the wreck

As salt stained and barnacled

Driftwood is recovered by shore

Ebbing with lessening

The Feathered Sleep

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