Oscar_Locke

Australia

these are my letters
to myself.

Message to Readers

intricate mess

still life

October 19, 2019

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and somehow-

scars the shape of mine
in the rust of early morning mist

form their crowns and turn

faceless
the cars busy to bitumen

they remember

your letters
like ferns, roll

shuddering

scrape
that giant from the bark

the shadowed eucalypt

to the edge of sea
the waterlilies 

seamless, begin to stitch

a sense of missing
cursive and cautious

driveways and doorsteps

bus stops and traffic signs
tattooed to my lip

tasteless

hooking my eye
the shoulder of a stranger

the cascade of muscle

and the sails of passing ships
like people

-are painted at distance

 

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  • Anha

    october wtw highlights are live!
    https://writetheworld.com/groups/1/shared/131542/version/264425


    about 1 year ago