Did it rain for an eye-blink?
Or did it snow?
A corner-eye gloom
in place of this calm?
The skies may be clear
but I can't see them,
blocked out
by the cold, frozen flame
of a street lamp.
A corner-eye gloom
I wish for, tonight,
an edge to the calm:
sharp, cold, burning
but all I get
is that cold, frozen flame,
and it blurs.
11 April 2009
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