The Long Poems
the days of numbers,
the wind tracers,
fades into each
closings nondescript
insignificance.
Individually prose pieces
futures speeches.
and present syllables,
oratorical anatomical poems,
pastoral preachings,
men with insignificant numbers
waiting,
With insignificant departures,
marked disappearance
midnight's
feet's, insights, significance,
Scurrying
away from the blaze
into the haze
of its hidden shadows,
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