Joseph Lease


Sleeper, leaves are hands, then the house

Breathes: and you tried to give words away:

You’re still trying to convince her

You’re more than a lie: you were asleep,

You couldn’t go in the room: there could

Be glass, there could be fire: summer ambushed

You: you’re watching leaves behind glass, maybe

You could convince her: you went away, slowly:

Sleeper: you kept going away for two hours, for

Two skies, you believed in the mouth, the rose,

The sky: the summer said you were dead already:

Leaves are failure, leaves are hands, dream of

Failure, dream of giving up: she won’t want this

And who would–

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