Beware pure attention
Span comforts
Neither insight nor
Decision
Forgets and decides
Where lust and hand
Withhold sound on golden
Turning oneself
To another place a
Woman decreed about
Time about the only
Thing that mattered
A woman left things
Unsaid, undone
Scattered
Blackness heart scattered
Like stars gone to the
Other side pilloried all
Hope denied nor
Couldn’t say it heart
Of the night uncovers
What was held
There
All along hope inside
A dream that never
Came to pass.
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