by Daniel A. Nicholls. Poetry, art, and related problems.
Twitter: @nomopoetry.

Apr 17

04/17 // awash

stripes slide up
the middle of the floor
the carpet lashed with light
the pattern of its threads snaking

the carpet warmed by day
the papers dropped at night
the words upon them both sounding

better for the night’s rest
deeper down the well’s drop
drenched with a bucket’s holding of
phantom things

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