Reservoir - Grasscut

sunlit as a sinking coin dropped into the reservoir sink…

down…

to the bottom

sha… dow…

in the shadow

swim… through the villiage

the bank and the post office

flow… through the colors

of old

old… age

and address it

fold… it…

compress it

drift… through the market place

the pub and the college gate

a year book reflects its weight

two pines and a silent night

you’re near and you know its there

but you can’t feel the water yet

you’re near and you know its there

but you can’t feel the water yet

you’re near and you know it’s there

but you can’t feel the water yet

you’re near and you know it’s there

but you can’t feel the water yet

sunlit as a sinking coin dropped into the reservoir