What is the separation of dawn and dusk The spectrum of a self-harming creation And lasting exactly as long as it takes The mixture to disconnect into faces
Softly falling like ossuary waters
What fixtures of me will hold; dawn into dusk The sections, I hope, of a beautiful thing That bleeds into the same color That it now is instead
Blurry euphoria and all too much Like the complexity of flowers, Poses, wraps, Antheia, paths Direct and lifelong circumspect
Softly falling away exploring
Before I sleep let dawnlight level Afore what darkness had unsettled The threshold pulled beneath Increasingly brilliant morningβs breed
Exploding softly or i say
i canβt be one of the safe shadows unexplored for years
in light but the air betrays dawn stars and dusk
Softly lift me separate or destroy
Something living between dawn / dusk A pressure like the sky is collapsing And knowing why but letting the pattern Discretize in the dark of my pupils
What is the recomposition of like Exactly the same compilation of light Displayed in a larger resolution yet Shattering shattering shattering
Softly falling like day destroys night
from may 27, 2022 poem from the past #44 second in a four part poem series. the refrain's "Softly / falling" are, in part, taken directly from The Magnetic Fields song Sad Little Moon.