Best Shouldered Poems

Round-shouldered and stooped in the dark
We will sit some more, I suppose,
We will admit that we're not those
Who we seem and how bright we spark. 

The room, where we two used to sleep,
Furniture, junk [What can you do?]
We'll get it all out from the deep,...

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Heart grazed by Holy Spirit,
rapture oozes from each pore
but this divine light sublime,
oft faces closed doors....

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