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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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More in sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems

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Day won't grant me tonight,
Pelting its presence
Burns with delight.

Shadows won't cast me
a line...
Back-stepping blackness
Paling from sight.

Hours hang-on
the vine....
Swaying the seconds
a minute each time.

How I need to fade
lingering light,
Cool
How I need the night
tonight.

sinnaminsun 2009

 

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