A Woolgathering Exodus
Benoît Pioulard
3:26Keep your head down You will not want to hear this It is too loud for such gentleness Throughout this order ossified One kin stirs in the rough Weals like wool to mollify And unkind burs caught on the cuff Silhouettes express the waft In hairline brush marks And essences are held aloft By afterthoughts fed on the dark Your furrows flare and moor The menace out on the bluff So you go first and I'll take the remnants They are enough And I keep my head down Cos I do not want to see this It is a phantom unbound By such gentleness