It’s too much too little too hard too
soon too crunchy too slimy so again
when can I stop wasting this food if I
thought I could tell you her hair was like no
her smile no the sun gleaming off her dark
and that smile about some silly maybe
part of a part of her could continue
to somehow stay and I’ve forgotten the
perfect second half of the image that
once slotted in would cut this string which
releases this ball, whose action will
precipitate a dozen quick small
reversals plunges and such that you could
hardly have predicted where it would land
Tag: dark
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before all the begetting unending
nothing not even dark then through a
gap the fast light she can’t hold back
and soon everything that ever, but
no there never was some big brooding lord
of death quaking across the land
looking for ladies to lift. She
wanted company and the boy seemed
eager enough for her delicacies
and so stayed a spell while Earth was
breaking with cries over her love
lost while the fruits drop dry and brown
so what could our sweet dark sister
do but share a small part of the year
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but I will carry it out as agreed.
Though I fear this may be the last
time as my contract has not been renewed
so instead I will take myself off
to a greener shore and tie my hand to
remembering no of course my
dear you’re perfectly safe and I know this
is not what we were hoping for or
talking about I never sit by a
fire in the dark how does it come to you
nothing else felt so light and exact I
was afraid of using it up, but no
ten thousand things drowned and swept away
each root I grabbed slipped through the mud
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in dark before dawn just above
a little dog green yellow light
off on again in corkscrew paths
over hosta and brown lawn blinkbefore
these small legs running from light to
flying light in summer’s sleepy
sticky arms didn’t know why I
needed this brightness in my hand
other animals 