
Inside stand
stand in wood
if might may wield
they could they would
why not we should
transform
a tree
neat pile
of wood.
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Dusk
that lonely place
between darkness
light’s obscure
distant shroud
present like knowledge
breath just passed
step. waltz. decay.
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Photograph
a stranger framed
beaches feature waves
naked wild-eyed fire dogs
freedom dancers
driftwood logs
distant future still
slumbering.
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You wore
black even
then did
I hear you
right?
collide again
revelation lives within
speculations
things that
matter.
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