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does anybody know where the stars have been?
01/06/2020
Night calls and draws in
Letters to my window
They were drumming in joy,
Drumming in sorrow --
Flipping in the ridiculous and almost
Drunk with
Laughter --
Smoothly slipping as if
From lips
In prayer,
In agony wished for
And rewarded.
The moon waxed and waned
And the waves moved their
Back and forth with it as
The city never ceased its breathing --
Neon lights eating
At the sky --
Some replacing the lamplights of our past times,
Coloring in our sepias and
Black
And whites.
I wandered out and walked to a hill --
Quiet and lightless --
Overlooking memories
Made in pages and
The letters that were drawn to my window.
The nights from before were spent with singing,
Dancing,
Writing,
Dreaming
Sin --
And all the other ways to
Drink us in.
I called to the sky where the moon remain --
"Does anybody know where the stars have been?"
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