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illuminate the bald, searching fingers
of roadside oaks
this heavy sunset
like a stubbed toe
or white-hot pan,
carrying the cold numbness
that comes before pain
#mopes #micropoem #poetry
illuminate the bald, searching fingers
of roadside oaks
this heavy sunset
like a stubbed toe
or white-hot pan,
carrying the cold numbness
that comes before pain
#mopes #micropoem #poetry
in the early hours.
I see you in places where all disbelief briefly suspends--
in airports and shopping malls,
in the faces of all men with
confident strides
and focused gazes,
in places where I can pretend
you're only hidden
out of sight.
#mopes #poems
I did for them.
I did for them.