Benoít Pioulard
Needle & Thread
Tie your tether on (the knot keeps slipping out)Eyes wide, breathe deep, blood flow, push throughExpand to keep, contract & ruePools round your feet, eyes with circlesYou were a sweet pursuit held fast with city rootsNeglected by the chute, our gaze is rendered muteFeel a tender warmth & numbnessBlissfully detached from all thisNoise & dust from absent makersMade beds to sleep with forsakersThese words are not mine, I just put them in a line& hang them down like vines, all letters dry with timeUse them for little white lies, clearer in sheltered sighsWith clumsy hopeful tries, they help make you your size
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