Judith Roche


Light Slip

     
     I raise at five, my window wall
     alive with light eating night
     falling away in crumbles as day
     tears dreams like cloth to thin to wear
     outside without a slip to hide.
     
     
     


Copyright © 1996 Judith Roche

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