Cardboard boxes

Open lines went down
Deep narrow long lasting
A square and an apple
The speed of it
The sound broke
Three stones and your stack
See the dark
Blinding light

Bound

Mud in the knee under the trees
Bleeding ground
And then the elbow
Bursting water
And in the end a
The ghost of it
With a bright wooden frame

Close

Someone chose
Some point
A very fast question
No looks at all
The sound of a car

Riples and no shore

Swelling teeth and tongues and legs
A very dry mouth
Every day strikes
Seconds and maths
Dust to ash to chalk
Sweet white fall
No angel at all

Can you dance me to sleep
Can you dance me to sleep
I could angst you to weep