To Sniff and Skim

I’m lying down
Enough to rot
Retreating in
Calling to my cot

There’s sun in droves
A thousand smiling eyes
Music, constant music
Hells I can only sigh

Soon a hand
Will pluck my skin
Will you wash out the sand?
Can you silence my din?

Until then I’ll turn
A dormant soul undimmed
Stretched out along some ferns
To sniff and to skim

 

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