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O four twenty six AM night in small city apartment bedroom studying alone, under stars, under              roof, Steaming green porcelain teacup on sill of window propped open by ownerless two             by-four O Steam, rising into cool wind, swirling, disappearing in howling black night to silver             maple leaves on limbs of giant bushy tree lathering in wind. Desk light, O, my desk is covered in court cases, Fugitive slave in shack by river staring glassy-eyed in oil lamp at pink dawn weeping, ***** in rags shuddering in corner sweating, lacerated by whip of laughing bearded     man in gallon hat and my spliff ash on twelve scattered pages. O awe, teacup, steam and cool wind dancing, tree fanning in great commotions of wind-breaths through the window Buzzing on energy pill I sat in black leather desk chair gazing, stood up, walked quietly in socks and grabbed the mug, extended my arm ***** out window in icy air grasping Olympian Statue of Liberty torch of steaming green tea I brought my head through window looked up and cool-eyed I saw a star.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 8:51 PM UTC
A Wintry Night
O four twenty six AM night in small city apartment bedroom studying alone, under stars, under              roof, Steaming green porcelain teacup on sill of window propped open by ownerless two             by-four O Steam, rising into cool wind, swirling, disappearing in howling black night to silver             maple leaves on limbs of giant bushy tree lathering in wind. Desk light, O, my desk is covered in court cases, Fugitive slave in shack by river staring glassy-eyed in oil lamp at pink dawn weeping, ***** in rags shuddering in corner sweating, lacerated by whip of laughing bearded     man in gallon hat and my spliff ash on twelve scattered pages. O awe, teacup, steam and cool wind dancing, tree fanning in great commotions of wind-breaths through the window Buzzing on energy pill I sat in black leather desk chair gazing, stood up, walked quietly in socks and grabbed the mug, extended my arm ***** out window in icy air grasping Olympian Statue of Liberty torch of steaming green tea I brought my head through window looked up and cool-eyed I saw a star.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 8:51 PM UTC
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