ERASURES

This miracle of the desert–
May it live on forever
In the thousand footpaths
Of a whisper,

The daydream of a stone,
The diary of a hammer.
A door opens somewhere
Along the threshold of evening,

Bringing out the rear
Light of a TV
In which a hundred skies
Pass over the subfusc

Of spring, towards this ocean
In me. Nevermind how long.

 
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