through fields stirring
with the unsleepers
a ride on radiances
the goblet pours silver
brilliant and blinding
through the black woods
turning all down here
into all down there
a portion of the spectrum
chances are selective
in choice photons
conducting a cricket section
soft steps blur wet
adjust what
never set
in bones
blood tides
a round midnight
hides shadows
behind lifes
cut teeth
bite
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