Month: July 2016

For example:
the wind, making its changes
beyond the glass of the window

and a couple of voices in the wind
of people walking up the hill
below my block of flats

and I can hear words being said
but I can’t hear what
those word consist of

as they’re caught up
and jerked into different shapes
in the undivided continuation,

like the shapes sheets make
as they tug against their pegs
from the bending line.