Beam
Dedicated words of machine rote authorityWith a silver needle in a cold dream
Wrote your name across my heart,
Something so singular in such plurality
Like a gymnast balances on the beam
Of a spot light in the dark
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2018-05-13 at 13:22
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