Nov 142013
 
Abolished blues
Leave as craven night
Crowds the nude
Sky'slight--

Remain cerulean,
Memories, brilliant tints,
Flashed shy-eyes'
Loitering emoluments.

Look at me, listener,
Flash tightened whites,
Blanks unstained, unstirred,
Awaiting pupils' coalblack night

To draw in raked nakedness
--Our bleak meeting.

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