desire creates the hollow in which the bird can roost to what is not I add you a song yet looking for its truth what is absent from the present will demarcate the light to add you as travelling in the desert oceans fill the night horizon of the eye a compass wider than the day for what is not you? behold before a body dies how it longs to stay you are my favourite fact I recall you like a sum add you to what is not between my thoughts the secret pact to this bare hour add one I add you losing this day to dark gods my mind drunk on a dream I feel the equation beckon the bird begins to nod
Ruby Todd is undertaking a PhD in Creative Writing at Deakin University.
© Ruby Todd
Overland 205-summer 2011, p. 79
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