TIME TEMPERED

Retrograde ripples
swim me back to days
when a certain light could cut
the shadows in a single movement,
when your touch was like cool water
poured over feverish flesh below orange
walls that watched us sinking onto a single soul.
Terracotta tempered
with summer shadows
as streets twist and turn,
as I twist and turn and burn,
even in the shade, with shadows
and shades of you and those days
now reduced to simply recessive ripples
slouching towards the bottom of a city sinking.

 

All Words and Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Photograph taken in Venice, Italy

Audio version available on Soundcloud

5 thoughts on “TIME TEMPERED

    1. deuxiemepeau

      Thank you Jane and thanks for the reblog1 I’m just sitting down with Tully and Carla now- only starting but I grossed already!! X

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