THE TIP

Hardy wall breaks like literal entity

falling on the dwandle bed agility

the world ems and

between skies appears grey moon

appreciating hour deed on the day behind

when morning promises creation of noon



air cracks,flying dove

flying high hot hard high

perches on heaven branch,inside the cave

high high higher fly

the thorns,cactus fame dives

in sculpture like dove

wirling,wailing,blowing across leaves

dominating the rows eave

of screaming bee,fade,dirt reed hive

that day hope leaves

where to peep the have

are we love or leave?

neither we love nor leave

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