Dark

Dark
light,
as it dazzles
providing all
possibility, shade

of a milk crate reminder,
days

built like this—
in procession of a simple pulse, we
turned the clocks back an hour

now here
nowhere

among the multitude of
sidewalk cracks entering, laying waste
in the dark

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