in the darkness on the edge of town
with lives on the line where dreams are found and lost
Hacia la Luz, por el amor de Ometeotl
Monday, 2 November 2015
absolute
After the long letters
have been written, read,
abandoned, after
distances grow absolute
and speech, too,
is distance, only
listening is left.
I have heard the dark hearts
of the stones
that beat once in a lifetime.
WILLIAM PITT ROOT
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