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Benjamin Aptaker
Poems
Feb 2012
Every Time I
Far away thunder
soft warm gusts
the air becomes static
the leaves become swords
that carelessly cut
caressing electric
coursing through blood
in pools on the tips
of every blade of grass
greener than my own
daylight shrinking
behind the trees
behind the mountains
over the distance
of unspoken dreams
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Benjamin Aptaker
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