The Ask

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I know what I want
Should I first ask to depose the light?

Let it chase me round and round
Me — play hard to get?

But at this point in human history
For what purpose?

With time unubiquitous
If not now, when?

With stars and firmament acting finite
To what end?

My You

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This is my why
Forever the reason why
I wanted
I wanted us

Light
Together
Nights together
As Together People do

The hour didn’t matter
Just when midnite rolled around
I could reach and humbly find
My You

Uninsulated

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Thank you for this window now,
Of thin and vintage time.
The safehouse to set a spell,
The anchored birch, my lean-to.
That I’d be reminded
In these gusty days
There is still
The reaching skyward
And strength to see it.