pivot
i did not realise that anything was wrong he said
and a friend wrote about the magic of pivotal words hidden in the string
with two meanings and more outcomes
and all of a sudden with the liberating fun of a lost poem and as well as all that
this day has the lingering of bonfire tendrilwhisps
copperdozing lazy leaves
the last warmth of the year coaxing the scent from the squashflowers
there is a place where a man with old bones
it really doesn’t matter that there is no absolut(e) for this is the proof
perhaps those heavyheaded bullocks will nod-a-low until their very heads fall off
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heavy headed bullocks, absolutly,
Just a perfect start. And then unrolls like a scroll of spells. Beautiful.