Winter Leaflets No. 33
[Sense]
Anywhere
you are
it
is this place
you
fell through space to be here
scents
evanescent
momentary
hint at your name
outcome
of fertile start
sight
everywhere at once
gives
your presence
permanent
possibility
hearing
you in every word
music
brush soft collisions
a
fresh breeze
upon
the skin
you
scintillate every nerve end
warning
or caress
watertight
fruit thick
you
taste fleeting solid
real
bread of herewith
common
sense discovery
it
is this place
anywhere
you are.
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