Saturday, October 24, 2020

secretly posting here

 

secretly posting here

 

where no one will think to find

 

run out of weather

 

the spontaneous overflow

(everlasting glory)

 

no one will know

we’re all escaping too

please plaintive

remembering

 

this is where I dreamt of sleep

must breathe

 

in the other mirror find me

 

a tribe inside

 

surely they would say if they did

 

find me

in the footnotes of the rain

 

let wisdom it’s distance

we come unnumbered now  

 

green blaze yet rising

still to rise

where no one comes to read

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