of the night
and night grows in the shadows
to crush what was intended to
reconstruct in the light
when I raise my sight
at night
I do see holes in the quilt
of dark
lights screaming there
somewhere beyond
all is not after all
covered blank
somehow I should
build my way in
from here I tend to think
the lights seem too distant and
the holes so thin
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