Are These Relentless Day's
I am casting love into a
hallmark card, every long,
longing day awake, could've I
missed one whole one again,
like once when I did before,
but days' are not for sleeping for . . .
Again & again, tiss what
relentless forgiven thing will by me,
be . . . next, & but rest your
sorrows, unforgiven . . . & let be
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