Room 197

May 12, 2017

then my heart was taken
& thrown in a casserole
Shroud! said one
and starless a night fell,
a walls & roof sort of night
Transitions
were hoped, & manifold
there in the wooden darkness
(while knocks) while
all knocks stopped

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