You are the silk Of the daybreak sky The night’s bruise fading Summer is skintight The ceded shape See-through and splitting Watchful with The shells of yesterday’s eyes The husk of armoured life No longer needed Stretched autumn loose You ask, looking up To see what I see What is there left in the empty blue? I feel the breath of wings We drift far apart As fast approaching winter afternoons
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