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Tag: late night

Short Nameless Reveries

Never crane vertebrae around bends

Seeking end or other, elsewhere,

Meaning.

Because, it sits in wait, the twin of

A little shoeless child or a dog at

The doorway when the rest

Is desecrated by static and windy livings,

Beings, flatlining,

Dead.

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April 23, 2018dark poetry, deep poems, deep thoughts, late night, musings, short poemsLeave a comment

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