My Interpretation of Poetical Ideas, Messages, Information and Resources.

Morning, evening

the breeze of dawn begins to quiver
starts to become
perhaps as a person
you would forget the way you came here
like a poet who forgot
a word a phrase he’s written
lonely breath begins to spread
light begins its longest
some stars
discussing life in depth
in silence
you would forget everything
in the world
on a night
so moving
like this
the comfort of

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