Willows weep together.
Two birds one feather.
Her name was heather.
We never slept together.
The light was off, fixture still.
Fixed in the moment of thrill. Electric sheep sleep in a heap of your closest friends,
You are a light bulb.
I am the light.
Let it be. like ea comes out of sea.
Like you coming out of me.
Like eyes open to see.
Like bones come out of skinny knees.
Like the moon and why it recedes.
Like windows peering into windows. Beware of thieves, but don't be afraid,
Like separate seeds betwix themselves in one September tree.
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