Night Is
But the Night is a different matterDeflecting the Sun is a Pearl of Gloom
Hidden from sight formerly the latter
Watching awhile for clockwork to resume
Bouncing between circuits of imagery replayed
Caught inside dimensions naked Light displayed
Dresses Nothingness in such a sight
A different matter, but the Night . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-05-27 at 22:00
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