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the twilighting where we met


you speak the sadness inside you
and it is poetry
hold back your tears
weep ink stains on the page

when sunset brushes the sky with purple & orange
neon, I go out to the scarlet streets. some people
are afraid of the dark, but I know the night, & the
night knows me.

blinking eyes in shadowy doorways: street girls huddle
there to avoid the chilling wind. they come out for slowly
passing cars, to sell their garish beauty, easy & slick
under their trench coats.

in the far distance, beyond their sordid tales, I found you,
interwoven in your odes of sorrow & survival;
the temptation of hardcore yearnings,
& the challenge that said don’t get close.

how many sticks of dynamite do you carry in your name,
I wonder, to blast your way out of offers of intimacy,
proposed to trap your runaway heart.

run with me, then, when thunder sings & lightning burns
the obsidian sky. we’ll carve our own bliss from the raging
storm, & when we fall, we’ll make love on the verdant plain,
with the rain beating us…


we are all poets  –
those in secret, perhaps,
the most fortunate.



Written by JohnFeddeler
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