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A NEW DAY Out of the dust of the night, Enshrouded in the tweeting finger of the dark, Nonentity of wherefrom. Scars of not-belonging, Mist in the temple of the blind, Half crossed by the twelfth suspense, To drive or to let go, To ride from the cock crow Mopping oneself from bed to bathtub, A goggled journey To rise only to walk in dreams. Cry or smile, Only visible to your inner eye; Eat or fast You see like no end, Only to revisit the starting point. Not new a day though, Not real in our mind so, All in succession, A revelation, We spread. Fire in the bone Something died Another arose. a penny; a day; Spend it well.
Posted on: Wed, 23 Oct 2013 03:51:42 +0000

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