A Poem About The Dusk

June 1, 2014 § Leave a comment

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I’ve always hoped I’d write a poem about the dusk,
a poem that’d fall onto you like a blue fishing net.

Despite the many verses I’ve written for that reason

I’ve failed

The night is faster and won’t let you read them.

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