Singular

fold tomorrows rain
and under the loose world night
play blind on young ground
…………
one earth full of single stars
blown here by unrelenting years
those seas of sorrows know
written in liars lines
saying
come and become the past

full like her darkest pity

to show
such thought is mine
……….
might I tonight
pocket a kinder hour and
look long into todays spare quiet
…………
a cowboy crowd came

huge under loud confetti tunes

painted horses in everyones glance

glued to street prance frowns

a story played with floating balloon chance

inside a rolled parade

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