Wednesday, September 2, 2009

trying to work at home

Trying to work at home.
Strange morning light.
The realisation that I am my own worst enemy (when the sun shines),
getting caught in light and shadow, wishing for some distant seas.

Later, I just lay there and plum blossoms fell on me, like tender snow,
and there was nothing I could think of.
Yet all the while I knew I should be
trying to work at home.

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