28 march 2024
It Is Getting Dark
Who had punished
the earth? Her head of moon
felled off at guillotine.
Let go. I am afraid
of myself. It is no time to
commensurate with love.
What was unsaid, will
speak eyes on their own. Give back
my basket of roses.
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