Pete Spence


Unravelled Shadow. 

an unravelled
shadow

tied to
a string

the flip side
goes bush

a nice uptake
of air

toxic emblems
everywhere

the wind's
chasing us!

like a slack
purpose



A Test.

you test the water
and your sock is wet
a damp nuisance parade

stepping between the drops
into the next exit is
under a cloud

that covers that
though most of the sky
is an empty fragrance

a nice vista 
no shadows to dip
your toe in



The Ice Had Finished Melting.

he slept through the tantrum symphony
a sort of shuffle of boulders 
                                                  mute the radio
soak the oats 
                        look the universe over  

as the ice finished melting 
                                               over the window
clarifying so much more  
                                             than the idea 
of nothing 
                   nicely mutating 
                                                into the distance


Pete Spence: Four Pieces of Vispo
 
 

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