Of A Day and Thirty Three by Jessica Ni Leacai

Of A Day and Thirty Three by Jessica Ni Leacai

Of a day and thirty three, I did tread
down doorways of lead in time truant

Of bells and clicking clocks, I did come,
past present ones of arms left aching

Of urns and hollow hearths, I did hare,
hasted headily in care of colder chambers

Of all said and seared scorchers, I did send,
distancing discourse in end of empty emotes.