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from the March 2010 issue

Night Does Not Fall

Night
does not fall
nor does it come
 

Night slowly
breaks within me
 

Because I am a lake
ever faceless
and I am mud
in the dreams of secret
stars
 
So night
no longer falls
nor does it come
night takes leave
like a good
guest
 

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