Photo credit: Christiaan Tonnis
Concepts they stand still
unproportioned,
exaggerated in what
they dispense,
irrational to approach to.
Once again we grab
pencils, we’re
immediately text-wise.
I’m departing as a rockwell
of scientists on the edge
of life; naturehood,
just chosen
and it’s my words.
I want to be peaceful
in the event
of death,
as in Grantchester,
on that sunday break;
I’d like to be sensitive
if I lose my breath
