with neither rhyme nor reason
a sort of blog
New year coming
Christmas morning sky
at certain hours
come to dream
you ask this
enriching all of the universe
as the night the day
in golden suits
all that's left
to them all
standing water
at certain moments
the questions now
for the candle makers
Cotton and contrails
wing
to number our days
not a state
switches
Eternity in an hour
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