long light


don’t remember
what emptiness is but

the heart always scars like
a poetry mouth in this city

with you slowly
is the only way

to land even as we/
let me know

what the beams say
when you step outside

how returns shine
we hope the rest of us

remains this is where
it’s all rusty nail:

like a fish’s spine plucking up
chipped concrete
far from the lapping

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