goodbye Shakespeare hello Dickens
as we shift into winter wind roaring
through the trees along the creek stove
ticking radiating comfortable warmth
ready for what darkness bearing down
above the rush of days another work
poster memory lost companions in art
until I imagine another doable pretext
never again the same requires a new
release of preconceptions new abyss
new falling into flight no way stay still
teetering meaning asking to be made
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