Lulling heads towards the frame
departure of a sunset, broached at the horizon 
casting shawls of cooling blues and greens 
laid down to rest, sinking 
as hearts rise
and the vapor of stars collect, reaching highs
colluding ions from a thousand years away

Here I am, 
a lucky antenna , bearing witness 
conducting wishes, sleepy and listless 
caught and carried away

were it so easy to...

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