Enlighten:
For the load's far too large for my
Weary eyelids to share with their
Lashes, who cut her skin and charge on to
Urge the blond-bangled mare over the
Stable's horizon.
But she lies in
The light kicked from the window's pail and there
Are no tears welling in the pane's corner,
Nor any lashes to wisen.
Jan 4, 2012
Jan 4, 2012 at 2:02 PM UTC
Enlighten:
For the load's far too large for my
Weary eyelids to share with their
Lashes, who cut her skin and charge on to
Urge the blond-bangled mare over the
Stable's horizon.
But she lies in
The light kicked from the window's pail and there
Are no tears welling in the pane's corner,
Nor any lashes to wisen.
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