Supermoon
the moon pressed her face
against the bedroom window
beaming away sleep
— t. l. cummings
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Dec 7
the moon pressed her face
against the bedroom window
beaming away sleep
— t. l. cummings
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such a little death
like a stone inside a shoe
insignificant
— t. l. cummings
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Why are we never
finished with our own dying
or another’s death
that shakes us from a stupor
year after year, strange and hard
— t. l. cummings
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the beauty of you
resurfaced the world’s landscape
without my clutter
— t. l. cummings
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arm of gravity
takes hold and pulls us to
the heart of our world
— t. l. cummings
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hard to surrender
back room where she lived, nagging
what she never had
— t. l. cummings
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days diminishing
always in the same shadow
bitter doorsteps loom
— t. l. cummings
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crowded together
weary of their own routines
adrift and rotting
— t. l. cummings
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a shrinking room
snagged in a swelling city
suffocates the light
— t. l. cummings
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mold clay into pot
find the emptiness inside
to hold what you want
— t. l. cummings
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