Poem -
IMPARTIAL SUNSHINE
Thereās a Ghost. Weaving a sack of harmless charms-
As terrestrial as Breakfast.Ā
I seem to dawdle in supremeĀ
recklessnessĀ
Assuming the shape of a noise
that only dogs can debate
under some soft harshĀ
moonlight,
Ā
Because.
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Confused but loving the atmosphere created x