I pass this, like I pass everything else
by the skin of my teeth & mindless walking
away Creating the end, out of blue mist
and loneliness Until my feet & hands
remember only doors Until it's more
familiar to leave than to stay Until
necessity forces an exit The closing
of eyes & goodbyes
As any midnight shies from morning
partially hazy - slightly pink
I become thin like memory forming
all indefinite edge & indistinct.
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