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Gypsy Rd,photographic illustration and poem by La La

Gypsy Rd, photographic illustration and poem by La La

rainbow colored warnings
on a crescent moon rising
Distances spread wide gaping yawning
branches bare wet black …
On this mad, fruitless plain,
We Say “we would hold his hand,
count the days
of hopes and dreams”
Sunlight moments across a cheek
Our boys when they were a shiny eyed peach
…Before the pitch of frostbitten plum heaven,
we could catch our breath,
our hearts from beating too fast !
Maybe this is days to come;
sensing the work of the detritus
what short work they make of us …
be still for now ?
No ! — yearning,
let the absence in, let hollow winds to seek out
what is lost be found again
We have no end µ
So November I forgive you.

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