Dusted Dandelions

to live here, an almost overwhelming feeling of having done something wrong

something…crippling from a former life

eight months, sometimes more…

distances are drawn uponimageedit_16_6395497642

the edge of night, dimming like a sharpened knife

then with absolute, abruptness,

stumbling spirits are awakened…

and, thus with gold dusted dandelions,

the matter is set right.


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