Winter's hour

April 2, 2018

 

This winter's hour... worthless
so dim, and circular
a weakened light
that spans across my palm.

An empty heat, transparent

then
           ...you visit me
outside it's shape.

A transference
between your words
...absolves
I'm warm, inside your psalm 

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