What is it with noon
that I cannot part with?
Is it an island at midnight
that soaks in moods
or will it be free to enlist with
tomorrows womb?
All the earths in degree
the unity
that evening and morning
empty of minutae
and incorporeal sway
would be brought
down this way.
So I would have this in me
this title for change.
And wandering their names.
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