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While I could be sleeping

I wander out to a chair

And I sit in a near twilight

And watch sets of stars

Slip by like ice drops on cars

Or until clouds hide them all

And then I get lost in thoughts

That cling to my forefront

Like a pesky fly buzzing about

While I’m trying to appreciate

My plethora moments of silence

That reveals more than I want it

The presence is always confounding

By a past we comprehended… later


Poet of the Light (c) 2022


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