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Sep 2018
Is there a cloud under that tree?
Is there a cloud under that tree?
a small moth ***** its wings
it's in the cupboard
it's in the cupboard
a feeling sends a nerve to hover
and be strung out
a nerve sends a feeling to cover
and be shut out
Six legs clutched to dusty rosewood
eyes spread and eyes should
breathe kindly in life
Six legs clutched to dusty rosewood
eyes spread and eyes should
breathe kindly in life
Light
Glowing light
Pushes through a line
It pushes through the line
It's bright and it's close to mine
light
glowing light
closer but through my fingers
tighter but shadows linger through
this light
glowing light
a moth ***** its wings
Written by
J Oaks
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   kevin hamilton
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