but at night there are brighter shades
jewel cut in distraction tones
sine to wonder to twisttie dreams
let me know when the sun comes up
no breath to hold, rolling over
listening for lasting
words to carry aloud
the way we work our meanings through
sense without sensibility
i know i hear i feel i see
clearer colors in the dark
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