Site icon A Hundred Falling Veils

Eight Lost and Founds

 

 

 

one cold night

everything gold

is brown

 

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where, I say, is the bliss?

nowhere, says Ulli, until

it’s inside of you

 

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lost: a car key,

a credit card, a friend’s coat,

my certainty

 

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two untied balloons

one glorious

sky

 

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humming a tune

about October, how it goes,

October goes

 

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brown, brown, brown, brown, brown,

countless unnamed shades

of (oh!) brown

 

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found: another question,

a car key, a credit card,

a friend’s coat, a loss

 

 

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to the one missing it

that much sweeter

the scent of rain

 

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