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Seven Days
seven days a week... the intervals in between can shape twilight into scented ambrosia and turn noontime to boiled potion of tan, dusk smears the sky darkening bronze while an eve, a textured chameleon... the shrill and serenity of minutes can blaze the air with time's ecstasy or numb the splintered liver of pain's regret. are these days that pour of subway’s sweat, then emboss night with a vault of celibate, white stars? coffee and newspaper expire as the hours dwindle into clockwork ticks. and hands cradle an endless space bathed in the moist kiss of dawnbreak floating on a veil graced by life's alchemy, unbidden... seven days a week: a deep hole lost in a melee between men and beasts, defining not the terms and conditions of human traces that linger or stain the lines of meridians blending haste with pace? there are no answers, i just wade like a child becoming a fetus without all these adult specs rendering white stars,celibate... in seven days a week. Space and Time Contest new poem use of small caps is intentional 2/12/2014
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