Steve Wey
7 Waking Poems
1
I
am still
on the periphery
the grip
is still
weak
2
To frac
ture the sound
from stone
tone the bell
and down the day
go
3
...between lust and terror I stick to the bed sheets.
Eyecrashing ceiling I love your complexion so early this
morning where the damp collects on my way to the bathroom...
4
Rising
and falling
we are
rising and
falling
two
spent sock
eye Salmon
we are
waiting and
fighting
5
Where water leaks
an orange rime
a crusty border
round
dirty grey
6
Will the shadow follow me from sleep to
wake
Will it ride
Will it come
Will it hide
Will it spring
It will be in each moment and in every
object
It may
It will
7
In this room full of books
underwear
and next door scratching up
to the walls
Archie Shepp bounces from
free day light
BRIDGE THAT GAP
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