Poems like capsules

I watched as she bent the time
that I was weaving like a spider
hanging upside down from the ceiling.

There is an aproximity effect and a resonance
that dismisses the complications with space.

I back-handed a fly that flew into the room
and it turned around and left
out the open window from which it came.

I’ve been drinking something living
and illuminated in the shadows
cast by autumnal trees.


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