11/10/2023

Fugitive Color


And then the ink master died, 

and we, the disciples, were left 

foraging for reasons and maybe 

a few last words that might be 

shimmering still in the vials. 


[LSS, 11/10/23]

Return to Standard Time

What have you 

done against reason, 

against the loss

of daylight, against 

your deepest regret 

for not having 

made yourself visible 

to help someone

else fading from

view?


[LSS, 11/10/23]

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