tulips a hazy
incantation
the windows
the mornings a
map
of my
despair when I
arrived
my heart
with all its
multitudes
the pitted
toppling land then
mistaken
it said
you the opposite
clear
useless blue
tulips a hazy
incantation
the windows
the mornings a
map
of my
despair when I
arrived
my heart
with all its
multitudes
the pitted
toppling land then
mistaken
it said
you the opposite
clear
useless blue