Sunset I

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

First part of the Heptology

I am the

slipping singularity

through your

starlit arms.

Find me

behind the breeze

And

over the backlit smog

of the horizon.

I will always recede.

I was always here.

You are all very young

and very strange.

And I am old.

So old.

So now let me sleep.


Submitted: January 28, 2010

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