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Late Silhouette
I preserved my heart that you conditioned.
Pieces of me, shadowed, hide
from golden, black-streamlined eyes —
cheeks, red-pinched hollows,
beacons of time, flash luminosity
with final sighs undressed uttered.
My view is cast to a polarizing horizon —
dimming features, gray silhouettes
and misty purpose tempt to pursue.
Are you arriving there, too?
I thought we melded with the sunrise;
vapor-fed fuel blackened huffy sky-waders.
I glimpsed you in the margins of a life
half-past October, solitary, fighting frost.
No spade to serve, I clutched a curled handle
beneath a thin yellow, pelted-wet half-moon.
Bladed irises, standing guard, plot
purple revisions; another dreamer’s hue,
when I regret losing the shape of you.
Dry eyes crystallize the color of blue.
6.1.21
6.4.21
Raw, one time type, newly edited.
Though, only seem to 'speak' regularly to one of you
about this slow roasting vision.
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