Monday, August 24, 2020

WHICH IS IT? 


 Is it that
the spider
tunes his web

 or the train
comes through town?
I cannot say.

 The darkness
I mean to
speak of blinds me.

 There is nothing
left now but
what I touch

 and what the
light refuses.

# posted by Tom Montag @ 6:00 PM

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