oh to
the words are closing in with the dusk
eyes narrowing to the silver of the moon
some words are fulsome
some from the dark side
the dotted penumbra
oh to be eclipsed
to meet another poet
who outshines me
to climb another step
to the stars
there are more words lurking out there
i can feel them circling circling
the fire in me is dying tonight
if I dream of tomorrow
i might catch them fast asleep
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