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Sunday, 5 June 2011

goodbye stranger, supertramp

love'
once; my rib, restored
to loss;
a'gain, to eternity.

she – he; they, too
navigate;

still, wisps stir
mist in their wake
-- sh'awl,
bequeath'd to sleep

poignant, laughter
their's; fog horns
blur'd the cry

in the Wake,

...whisper

wisps stir,
mist.

my'ster'ious-lee.