from, Haunted Forest

X. So They Winked And Were Glad as the Day Grew Late

Gone beyond becoming, we filled
the house with phantoms & called
up monsters from the deep.

Buried the dagger, illuminated
the windows. Choked
the blinded alley with most
exquisite filigreed leaf
& vine. Making sense
of another dark night, I’m learning
to unwait.

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