Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Discarded sketches of the night



      Discarded sketches of the night

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The tingling word, the saving grace,
The folded note, the falling key,
the step by step, the funny breath,
the blunder at work, the muffin,
the banana, the tea, the night, the try,
the water to clean up, the t-shirt gown,
the memory of the lake, the emptiness,
the nothing, nothing, nothing.

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A black night visitor, a daemon,
an unencumbered presence, a calling,
a troubling choice, a thief.

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The tireless lights harassing the night
Blinded effort stumbles

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your smile reaches far
through the fog of the night
in long socks on stilts
your touch asks a simple question
come up with me
see the lighthouse

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The supersaturated graphite
hangs heavy
like the shadow of a black kite
from a changed sky.



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