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[stumpfairy]

some nights i lay down a clean sheet
moving
what is darkness around the bed

a sheet is a small boat
in a forest of all these unpleasant things
the tradition is simple

a practice of honesty
in face of total peril the thoughts
come unevenly

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i lay down a clean sheet
moving
what is darkness around the bed

a simple practice of honesty
in face of total peril and the thoughts
come unevenly

here
i am set for cover upon the still hours
when these evolving predators

positioned in frozen attacks

slide on the black floor
a clean sheet is a small boat
in a forest of these things

where there is little for ingenuity
in a solitary escape.