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Hermetic
time to meet with the plaster and brick
that belong to my lodgings
quiet as the ground
I go shut my doors
being open might give longing a home
Dikter om ämnet: brick
Dikter om ämnet ”brick” på Poets.by.
Charm
fire fire
burn my brick
live like some cut
in the body
a good drinker-up
of every love