Shuttled through narrow gaps,
All these walls line our trap.
Brick and
I can throw my hands up
Pleading to the sky.
I can
Was water-white
Sung winter glass
Plaque-platinum cold
Stun Stockholm sun
Tram t
Sleeps in your bed,
Eats from your bread;
God only knows what
The
MIDSUMMER FIRES
Midnight midsummer
Sun won't leave the sky
Here's a fire for
Ghost at the gate,
Why don't we go
Over the lay of
By the wandering pines
Where the sun goes hiding
Swims a little
He works, he sleeps
He knows his history
He reads, he dreams
So
The thaw comes gnawing
Up the hillside.
Trees cling like vines
To the
She makes her home,
She lives alone
By the seaside.
Her fingers comb;
She
Left the porch light on.
An empty bed--
I couldn't lie awake.
I
I'd made my mind up;
I'd had quite enough.
I was too
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