The Ruins of A Monastery
The Ruins of A Monastery
A dead icon etched
Staring lemur like in anticipation
Awaiting and placed
So the reaction does not move
An anticipation lacking
A visual image
A frozen stamp
Scratched in stone
Formed by clay
Participation
Participation
Left as unordered bricks.
With moon-drops and the light queued
Music planned awaiting
Thus christened an interdict
And became that Monday feeling
A moonracker's delight christened to become
The ruins of a monastery
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