Synonym – 2

Cedric Serpes

Here the sky greys beneath finger
(it always does)
And a sparrow bystander swells to a bass note.
Here the trees conspire
and roots groan in their jackets.
Here the room broods
and monsoon flies bumble
cannoning into sudden death.

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