Chinese Checkers
In case you found the bloom
A house in the wood in the afternoon
Owning revelations, owning books
Owning nothing but perfumes
The inconvenience, I couldn't take
All the rain, all the hopes and glories
You took my satin pillow case
Lest it became a bird that flown
Becoming fully something else
On the edge of water on the edge of the page
Everything glimmered everything lost
Twist and turn and you shall find possession
Possession is a duration
You only want duress
As seasons changed to television seasons
And you turned to a bird without hearts
We'll see to it that you can have it
Only making full-fools of us all
As the story goes, already made known
Just waiting of the rolling of marble stones
Just waiting for the rain to do justice to tired bones.
April 2026
By Aran Meredith
