The Music Poem

We had finished lunch - the routine properly followed

a sunlit southern window
opposite the cool other
outside a summer afternoon
so lunch so finished
in some corner playing
the radio goes unheard
into the carpets infinity
I lay flat peering
flicking the occasional pile
nosing its dry dust
sprawling and wasting just
just passing and just

trying to be good
conjouring an instructed rest
but the sun falls
upon the carpet maze
but the sun falls

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poem by Michael Oliver
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