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Hobby Horses

What holds us together is our discourse— 
hints and asides, a whisper in the cloakroom, 
School of the Prophets held across the backyard hedge.
Stealth gives Adam-God a reviving breath, 
let Gog and Magog flex their muscle in the U.N. 

Movements Giving Off Light

Drops of water stretch and hold 
in the sunlight: the small icicle 
sways from the eaves in the thaw. 
I see it fall 
because I have come to the window 
at this moment. 

Mummy Pendulum

A man’s last wish 
should be sacred. 

I want to be wrapped 
like a ball of roots