Time as Light (IV)

Film Still, MMXXI

After a long sleep there are gaps

in walls where things used to sit.

Domes of grass are sprouting

so carefully

my books exchange

page numbers, scripts

meet up in song


my voice is a password, re-

typed in a milk-flow-sequence.

A tree falling quiet,

my body hangs

from a hook of faith

into the world.

1st May 2023