out-of-character.

(Too happy)

Perhaps love grows
with organic bindings, slow sapping
something from something else

Or it is found, glinting
like so many items
hidden in the nest

Or it is given, and

what I think is unimportant.

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About Benjamin Norris

Published writer of short stories, long stories, poems. Well received art critic and cultural commentator for Berlin magazines. Collaborator with operatic societies. Co-writer of fictional historic psycholinguistic journals. Lecturer of architecture and art history at a Budapest University. View all posts by Benjamin Norris

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