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For being shaken out of Bad Thoughts. (Free verse) by fevriere

Orange decibels, the response of western sky to death. With unerring frequency, the sky is sure of death. The race of the rhythm of day, the sudden sputtering, ideal-coloured sky.. We trust that hot intensity of death: what is there else? .. Until stars.

Dovina 6-Jan-05/7:52 AM
A fine comparison if you can know about afterlife (stars). The clockwork nature of sunsets (death) seems and the certainty of night seems stretched. Still a good poem.




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