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at 3am
the earth trembles
under the roll
of iron wheels
turned by steam
as the old 68
breathes past
spur lines
old men sleeping
broken bottles
closed stores
blinking traffic lights
abandoned cars
factories
darkened windows
curious cars
wheat fields
prairie grass
and open darkness
Roger Singer
__
before counted time
there was death
where dreams cease
like a broken branch
nevermore to leaf
the moon and stars
care not
the sun passes over
the clouds
and winds prevail
while the spirit
crosses a river
or into a light
those remaining
shed tears
washing out their
souls
remembering the
last wave
or the grip of the
hand
that lead to
the end of
language
and wishing
Roger Singer__
there’s a lack of
urgency
when standing under
quarter moons
half smile or frown
as evening rises
over days failings
where meadows
lay shallow
beneath watchful stars
as the soil
breathes out
raising a leveled mist
birthing into dew
Roger Singer__
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