11 March
I am reminded of Emerson who
from time to time looked up in perfect silence at the stars
and I wonder..could I live in such a time
not wired uncharged
a dark and stormy night to transport me
through the sands of time
what manner of connection
wouldn't fry me to the core
would the guilt of what I left behind
mar the gift
I am not a fan of unpunctuated pieces, but you make it work well with irregular lines and stanzas.
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