Turning


it’s something a child would do like staring into the sun or you lift one foot


with your other foot


the colours change – you do feel sick something a child would do T-step and round your feet


put it down, T-shaped


T-step and around round and you go around


half a minuet to adapt light above the ground your breath steadies then slows down


slows, and you watch the world go round waving:


the walls are white and someone’s weightless


lapis and vermilion pure a child spun round


your breath keeps going legs turning T-step and round eventually you do


slow down the circle falters your breathing gets shorter nauseous on your return:


steady turn to unsteady stop where the walls


D id Fse av otr Mog ran 1


your legs stumble pauses


down to a steady turn


coral, cyan, umber pure a child


are white and Linda wears a poppy top


coral, cyan, umber, azure top is poppy red


eating the thing that makes you sick you bring it round


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