moments of night fracture the day
in a way that cannot be repaired,
but when we look to our past/future
there is no sight and we must listen
to those who know more than we do;
splinters of the day puncture the night
and in a 'round about way we have
retaliated and been redeemed in the
eyes of our landlords who are the ones
to whom we owe born again thoughts.
13Feb17
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