Tuesday, 14 May 2019

Blueshift


Unslain, dressing wounds I cannot see
haggard – unsure of knowing this world
just when I thought I did but again
someone unmade it
the feeling creeping back
that this unworld
unrecognisable, unfigured
untasted, ungripped
is redshifting away from me
and now, unfeeling alive,
I am unmyself
shifting to blue.
 

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