a glass shiner
a scrubber of pots & pans
a window wander
where a wonder was
when a door would open up
while I’m in an out
to the castle kept
one step o’er another swept
a private limit
Poetry
a glass shiner
a scrubber of pots & pans
a window wander
where a wonder was
when a door would open up
while I’m in an out
to the castle kept
one step o’er another swept
a private limit
Deep
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I mean to say… deeply felt
a window wander where a wonder was when a door would open up
oh….& the last line
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and unharmed…as you wish, say on
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Anon, the beyond…
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