Poem: Blurred

 

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night falls till there is no dark.  each star fluid as a child's stare in a glitter-spark waterfall of sundrops swept by a wetfire of leaves.  a crossroads where larkowls perch on Hesperus and Phosphorus. where bees foam mothy in noon-merged witching hours, and Phoenix pirouettes with Nightingale.  earth-rich roots curl wispy through a twilight of meteors and strutful comets. 

 Beginning.  This End.  Now.

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10/26 lots of eds ... I don't like this at all .. this is so not fun

7/26 meh..

9/19/25 ... changed a word

8/5/25  Satre's no exit has nothing on this

7/19/25 ... more playing around... brutal reveal of inability

2/19/24 ... super difficult poem, should never have wrote it

2/2/24 ... mods

10/1 ....  took out a word

8/18 ... took out a word

5/21 shortened second phrase

5/6 "to" replaces "in"

5/3 significant mods a couple hours after posting