Thierry Ennui

I am up for solving some crimes, perhaps
that one. I think birds will feature highly
in my short stories, you say. From the castle
into and out of which gondolas and crisp packets
flow and squirm, we walk to Canalhouse,
write 5 poems, and malt
under the silent ‘hello’ of the light and the purr of the extractor fan.
I missed the choir but have received the always
welcome reminder that nothing unmusical
isn’t music, and that the sugar
of daylight, bodywarmth, and your gorgeous gorgeous
everywhere – I don’t know where to kiss first –
makes me realise, that since I’ve only got this line and another before the end,
I must just communicate my overwhelmment, fierily.

by Col. Baldwüllz

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