Evening Tea

–thinking of Andre Breton

World’s name. Stillness.

Sky water life all

Same.

Alone one finds

There’s not enough…

We want to buy the museum of night.

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Clear windows,

Dark apples,

Life’s small darknesses

Infecting

Book after book

What becomes of us

Who have this inkling of something?

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Author: stevekuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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