A Tangible Roughness (Your Just A Day Away)

A Tangible Roughness (Your Just A Day Away)

A Poem by arcandon

  i forget how breathtaking it's here

the wind the window breathing overlapping the sea

the garden looking over the pond

the wind overtaking the trees til there's no trees left 

a krawk overpowering the king of all wimps - only to sigh

and the sun watching over the girl - a fertile swan

i won't look away

we're on our time now

down here it's our time

our time

it's our time

can you take a look for me? i'm here

well it's not so tangible! whatever it is

it was once, once, once before

i'm freezing, here and the old city and you

can all look away 

i wish

the sounds would go away

i'll just go back

i know
dismay, dismay, dismay, dismay!

© 2018 arcandon


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Added on March 22, 2017
Last Updated on September 16, 2018

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arcandon
arcandon

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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