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Northern Light Bob Barker
a disproportionate amount of night is lost
as we close doors and shut curtains
take my arm, walk with me
I'll never be this beautiful again
nothing will
this moment when the light falls
is stolen from elsewhere
sounds are far away
every window glossed over
as we are outside
not within any more
there are signs the sky is glass
I just know I was shaken up
opened my eyes
as it all still swirled
you need that to make things out
once it settles
I'll fill in the blanks
confusion compounding
because imagined sections
throw you off
the light won't fall anymore
we'll go through doors
to other places
so many identical doors
that don't lead me to me
or you to me
the outside will get forgotten
it was/is hazy
dream like
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