waiting for the snow
for the rainy dark and jagged day
to smooth over
bright light and wipe away dreams
sanding the rough edges
a blanker shade of space
open waiting wide
goodbye to all the question wonder
the rollover worries that blow through thought
wind in the ears and tired eyes
hope after others to fade
closing and turning away
otherwise mornings to come
white as the freshness of empty
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