Wednesday, April 13, 2016

a.m.


6:09





peering into the dark


I am confident


that the sun will rise


as predicted








the


shadowy


               shapes


                   of


               trees


         writhe


            in


         the


              wind








the cloud banks pink luminous even before





6:09





but when the night


had no wizards


to make comforting


pronouncements





how





long





the





dark





before





6:09




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