Tuesday, 27 October 2009

moth at rest

moth at rest

at dusk the resting moth
for it is a moth at rest
is almost white
and with her angels-wings outspread
is more delicate than fancy lace
or porcelain
and finer than the finest
fine embroidery

she is resting now
on the painted
urine-yellow ceiling
in the woodland-park's pissoir

and we know that's how it has to be
for moths and other nighttime things

now buttoning-up
we glance toward the ceiling
and leave ourselves
like creatures of the night


gw 2009

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