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Trillergy
Faint away Ry Cooder
as the candle flame danced
reddish green and the wick crackled
Cassiopeia together
through the night screen
crooned Diana Krall
and a dying moon
three white birds
softly perched at the
window sill
hoping to join in
their warble a suitable fit
insects of every shape
and watercolor
tangoed past
as if ordered
by some higher authority
stinging pain carom off the
right side of my heart
and get lost
fall asleep
earlier than smoking the wicker
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