By Nightfall Luminary
The sun enlightening at the front house
two old armchair-in places by the postal —
the vicinities were dinners in cycles’
parent’s table, the nightfall resembled
sky, —and fling butterfly around upon
spotlights lining by of sidewalk streets . . .
Surprise was bound my moments
the primary time you’d walk
from my home . . .
Stupefied, I got enacting take action about
smiled between me teethes of cheer
but, our nasty memories’ dated in dossiers
stopped all my puller-goals
and let you proceed without been
Break up, your trial my call . . .
I could fallow your way-along
How could, you rendered that, after all?
Sudden was three question mares, my mind
but, asset wound was my heart
thou I dismiss talk to you anew . . .
In while, along as moment I felt myself
odd, stupefied and mirthful in about
You been presented, then, you walked
pretense front my stand sat, an armchair,
by the postal about 16 ft. away . . .
stopped something in me, thy taking action
then, I felt pitifully fallowed you
fled in the mile, by the vicinity
And street corners, —am now without
seen you afresh’ by gone twenty
year long ago, and this whereas then!
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