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deep twilight sky
not yet dark enough for stars
silky blue with viscous dimension
thin, continuous cloud
stretches from the horizon's points
a phantom arm holding the world
beneath it is the moon
the circle can be seen,
but the reflected light is merely a sliver
It lies on the bottom,
rather than the side,
heavy, weighted, just like this night
and my head
How did I arrive...here...
and where is here?
Can't stay...stillness is death...
so where do I go now that
I have arrived, and why?
In consideration of these queries,
I feel a strange indifference,
and I question its honesty
No choice is also a choice
a lack of control
desperate helplessness
To escape into the depths of blue
as dust
as a sound wave
as air
To curl within the phantom arm
to hang from the sliver
Save me
Forever is a long time
--Michael Gresley
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