infinity

By
in the darkness around the sun
facing the night coming
the black tree stands
flinging the day to rest
evening a pale life, tenderly
whirling my arms till the fall
dancing the slim day to a halt
the earth bowing down to the stars
the blanket painted with silence
puts us to
sleep.





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